C2584 Dusteridine

The battle had finally ended and Mo Feiyu had returned to the side of Ling Mengyan's group. Ling Mengyan's eyes were filled with worry.

"Feiyu, are you alright?"

"Of course I'm fine. Didn't you see my battle already?"

"But even if you hate Ta Ke, you shouldn't eat his body, right?" Ling Mengyan found it hard to accept. Killing someone was already acceptable to her