C467 Heavenly Demon Hand

At night, Feng Yimo was cultivating. Ghost Midwife looked like she wanted to say something, but stopped herself. Feng Yimo did not even ask, and directly opened the door.rewrewrewrewrewrewrewrewrew

"Young Hero, are you going to stand by and watch this time?" The woman poured herself a cup of tea and drank a mouthful.

"Madam, you are a strategist. I'm afraid you won't need me. Besides