C147 Powerless

King of the Hell Mansion.

"Mistress?" Qing Feng looked at Baili Yeming's pale face and gasped.

"I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable." Baili Yeming raised his hands to cover his chest, his eyebrows knitted tightly, showing how much pain he was in.

"It's called Black." Just as Qing Feng was about to leave, Baili Yeming raised his hand to hold him back, "It's useless