C447 The Demon Emperor's Closest Subordinate

The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes showed that his mouth, hidden under the black cloth, was sneering.

He slowly walked towards Gu Xiaorann. The calm and calm look in his eyes seemed to be that of a hunter looking at a trapped prey.

It was a kind of indifference to harvest prey.

However, Gu Xiaorann didn't dodge. He stood still on the spot, his clothes fluttering in the wind