C1288 Chen Feng's Killing Intent

As the sound of his voice faded, a figure slowly walked over.

From afar, this figure seemed like an unsheathed sword, revealing its sharpness.

This was the figure of a young man. On his shopping face, there was a distinct, cold beauty.

A pair of dark, deep eyes seemed to glow with the light of the waves.

His skin, under the sunlight, was full of luster