C405 Recurrent Venom

This woman's qinggong was not bad, but Han Junyao could still sense it. Therefore, he secretly gathered some power in his palm, turned around unexpectedly, and threw it towards the woman.

However, he didn't expect that the woman would nimbly dodge it.

"Who are you?" There was no warmth in Han Junyao's words, and it sent shivers down one's spine.

However