208 learn 18 dragon subduing palms secretly

Murong Feng carries his hands on his back, his black hair is like a waterfall, and his white clothes are floating. The breath of the cultivator is perfectly reflected in his body. He looks up at the upper curtain in his pupils like stars, and says: "LAN Yan girl, my son's word is not really what I do below, but I just compare the girl's mood. How can I do my whole life As you wish, the world of mortals has already seen through. Why linger on and leave early, so as to avoid the karmic handicap. I'll do what I say next....