C103 Women in the Painting

Feng Xi moved and in the next second, he was in front of Heaven Wolf. Before he could do anything, Feng Xi had already grabbed his neck.

"It's the Yin Division, not the Messenger. Also, draw, give it to me!"

His cold voice seemed to come from the icehouse, not allowing anyone to reject it.

Heaven Wolf slowly passed the painting in his hand to Feng Xi