Gao Feng looked at the red spirit on his shoulder. If it hadn't been for it, he would have been unable to stand here. Glancing at the shadow not far away, Gao Feng sighed in his heart. It seemed that she was not only cold in appearance, but also cold in heart.

"to die." Before Gao Feng could breathe, Shan Yuming and his wife came again.

"whew!" When he leaped into the air in the Ming Dynasty, he dived down like an eagle landing with a dagger in his hand, while Tang Hu waved his arms at the same time. His eyes were like electricity. He aimed directly at Gao...