Chapter Nine Hundred and Forty-Three: Runni

ng, life-filled spirit metal, Feng Wu Yu's eyes flickered. 。First strike is indeed the best tactic. To be able to accept such a talented disciple, he truly deserves it. 。He has now even come to belie...impossible to tell them apart. 。Having taken off the four hats, he was now second only to Yue Zhengyu. Among the girls who revealed their true faces at this time, many were beauties of exceptional ap...