C444 The Power of the Flying Blade

The old man's beard is untrimmed, his hair is pure white, and he has a sour smell all over him, who knows how many years he's been locked up in this place, tortured to the point where he's neither human nor ghost.

"This senior..."

When Ye Fei saw this old man, although he didn't know him, his heart was filled with compassion. However, he didn't expect that the moment he opened his mouth