"The magic shrine is not in a hurry to deal with the matter, there is a person, I must kill!" Chen Jiu's face turned cold again in an instant.

"Husband, if you describe his breath, I'll help you arrest it right away!" Feixian is relying on Chen Jiu's back, but there is some urgency.

"This man is called Yasushi Fujihara... Not tall, with a dark breath... Chen Jiu hated the description.

"Oh, husband, you see, this group of people!" When Feixian heard this, she was afraid of being caught in a wrong way. Jade hands were smeared in the air, and magical images were transformed. There appeared a group of...