C96 Exchange conditions

"Slow!" Leng Aotian's body trembled, her breathing suddenly tightened, her mind went blank, her black eyes suddenly emitted a biting cold light, her thin lips tightly pursed!

"Person... where...?" Leng Aotian growled while gnashing his teeth, his ice-cold voice could cause chills to run down one's spine.

Murong Che slowly raised his gaze, a calm glint flashed past his clear and cold eyes