As the words fell, the air was suddenly filled with murderous intent.
The spring wind has become a little colder, and the sunlight on our bodies is no longer warm.
Shangguan Jinhong's eyes were like a knife, sharp and cold.
Lu Fengxian's pupils suddenly contracted as he looked at the tall man wearing a bamboo hat.
The mother and child dragon and phoenix golden rings were not taken out by Shangguan Jinhong.
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