C120 A Mysterious Guest

Jiang Chen looked at Ling Feishuang, who was as cold as ice, and Zi Lingyun, who was dominant in her power. He instantly felt that the smell of gunpowder in the room was rising rapidly.

"You husband and wife?"

Ling Feishuang snorted coldly. She actually turned around and sat on the sofa opposite Zi Lingyun, just like Zi Lingyun. She said coldly