He was wearing a black robe and had a gloomy aura.
What followed was a gust of cold wind.
Xie Qiong Feng looked at the little girl who was about to faint from fright, and immediately went over and injected a strand of pure Yang Qi into her body, saying, ""There are many guests in the early winter. Miss, you should go downstairs to help."
The girl who was pouring tea finally came back to life. She hurriedly ran downstairs in fear.
At this moment, four cold winds had already drifted over.
The person in the lead was filled with a terrifying aura. When he saw that the two of them did not move away in time, he continued to walk forward.
Da ...
Da ...
Da ...
The footsteps were even and calm.
However, both Xie Qiongfeng and Xu Lingling felt as if they were standing naked in a world of ice and snow.
The coldness that assaulted his face was like a bone-chilling snow.
Both of their breathing became sluggish, and the circulation of their auras slowed down.
