Bad Feng Shui

Bad Feng Shui

He Chuan had become a Heavenly Surge Realm martial artist in less than half a year?

How was this possible?

What kind of monster was He Chuan?

Song Lianhua's heart was in turmoil as she gripped the hilt of her sword tightly. Her pale face was filled with desolation, grief, and fear.

It seemed that he had to trouble Senior Brother Xiaoran for this matter.

No matter what kind of monster you are, I will make you wish you were dead!

"You should be very clear about the importance of the Fourth Prince's identity! You better give me an explanation for today's matter!" Yao Jiaquan was worried and furious as he looked at Chu Yuan, who was rolling on the ground and wailing in pain.

Since he had no idea where to start, he vented all his anger on Yao Qiankun.

Yao Qiankun smiled bitterly as he cursed in his heart.