Someone smiled and said, "I heard that a hidden stronghold of the Primordial Divine Race in the West Wilderness was destroyed. Seven divine descendants committed suicide. It's a pity that we didn't capture any member of the Primordial Divine Race alive."
"In recent years, the West Wilderness has been in turmoil. It's only a matter of time before the Primordial Divine Race appears. You and I still have a chance."
"Hahaha…"
Feng Yu smiled, but her eyes were cold. If it weren't for her family, she would have killed all these people.
Feng Yu smiled faintly. "Everyone, please wait a moment. He will be here soon."
In the yard of Feng Xingliu, Feng Xingliu and Feng Qingcheng were talking to Han Fei solemnly.
