C454 Celestial Sect

Yang Fan smiled and sat down. He took out his smoke gun and started to stuff them with tobacco and said: "I'm here to make a deal with you."

"Trade? This old man would like to hear the details. " Chen Tingfeng's gaze congealed, and the eyes that he used to observe Yang Fan were full of curiosity.

When Jian Xinyi went forward and ignited the tobacco leaves