C523 The flame king and the dark and deep concealment skills

Mao Fei saw that he did not speak for a long time, he extended his hand and waved it in front of him, "Brother Zhou, what's wrong? Why are you sweating? Is there something wrong with it? "

Zhou Wanyong felt that the heat wave in his body was getting more and more severe, and the sweat on his face started to trickle down, trickling down from his forehead