Chapter 1729 Imperial Forest

At this moment, Li Tingxin and Ye Qingyun stand on the crane.

The crane flapped its snow-white wings and shot away somewhere.

"Imperial Forest?" Ye Qingyun heard this, a little stunned, for this place, he has never heard.

As he flew away, he looked down from time to time and found that there was a fierce competition in the Fengmei Forest.

The burly figure is no stranger to him.

The man was holding a long golden knife and waving it constantly. The air of the knife filled all around, making the space solidified.

"It's a burial knife!"

It's no secret that the funeral knife is going...