She found her lips trembling, and her vision began to blur. A despair she had never experienced before made her tears fall like rain.
Even when facing death in the hands of the Demon Fiends several times, she had never felt this desperate.
"Who are you? This is a matter of the Floating Rain Sect; please don't interfere, give some face to my Floating Rain Sect!"
An Jiyong's heart was alarmed as if facing a formidable enemy.
This suddenly appeared man, even he hadn't seen how he arrived.
It was as if he was already standing beside Li Fengyi, waiting until the moment she intended to commit suicide to stop her.
Wei Fan lifted his head, and the panel before his eyes flashed:
[An Jiyong: Acupoint Opening Seventh Layer, Nurturing Evil, Practicing on People]
[Killing him would gain 70 years of power]
"Is the Floating Rain Sect worthy of any face from me?"
A terrifying killing intent surged from his body, startling a flurry of birds in the mountains.
