C870 Asylum

The man was dressed in clothes and the horse was saddled. Chen Xiaosi, who had changed his clothes, looked completely new.

Old man Feng was lying weakly on the bed.

Chen Xiaosi and Feng Xiaoxiao sat beside them.

Feng Hai sighed, "It was thirty years ago. I was plotted against by someone and I didn't notice at the time. I was a cultivator