C1151 At Most We'll Die Together

"Xiner, you used the Green Feather Spell?"

Grandpa Nan looked at the thick white fog outside and coughed even harder in excitement. Blood kept coming out from the corner of his mouth.

Xiner saw this and hurriedly reached out her hand to touch Grandfather Nan's heart. She anxiously explained, "Grandfather, don't be agitated. Those black clothed people haven't left yet