C502 Feng Luo

"Feng Luo, how old are you?" After eating the roasted meat, Lei leaned against the tent and stared at Feng Luo's face. Without the control of plants, his face was much better, but it was still quite old. He looked to be in his fifties or sixties.

Mu Xiaoyue was also curious about his age. In fact, she wanted to know more about what he had experienced to make their faces become like this