C417 Making up His Mind He Was Pretending!

Chen Feng casually threw away the melon skin in his hand.

At this time, in the sky, a black shadow suddenly rushed over.

It was fierce and brought along a gust of wind.

"Oh, so this is a bird's door. Another guest has come."

Chen Feng leisurely stood up from the reclining chair.

He casually played with the sword in his hand.

Unfortunately, the blood on it had not dried yet