C2091 Worry

The smile on Lin Fei's face became increasingly wider.

Long Ji had died physically, yet his hatred for him was still so great.

"Lin Fei, after my rebirth, if you survive, I will kill you with my own hands." The voice that came from Long Ji's soul was like the voice of an evil spirit, cold and terrifying.

"Hmph." Lin Fei coldly snorted as he circulated the Devouring Spell. Opening his mouth