C854 Nanshan Pact

At this moment, Feng Yimo's heart was in a state of hesitation, there were two different roars coming from the bottom of his heart. On one hand, he hated Yin Lanxi as a sh * t stick, and on the other hand, he was faintly hoping that if it was really her doing it, or poison, could it be another kind of good thing? At least once he found the cause of the disease