C127 You Have a Grudge Against My Chopsticks False Cultivator of True Virtue Luotian

His brows were filled with haze, but the moment Gu Nianwan raised her head, it turned into a light breeze again.

It was as if he was just passing by. When his gaze fell on Zhen Feng, his finger bones were actually clenched so tightly that they were deathly pale.

Gu Nianwan raised her eyebrows and looked at Zhen Feng.

Zhen Feng's entire body stiffened, as if he had fallen into a shooting range