"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Chen Feng comforted Zhou Huaiyu.
Zhou Huaiyu needed comfort at this moment.
"I..."
"Traitor, won't you come here quickly?"
Zhou Huaiyu had barely uttered a word when the white-haired Divine King coldly shouted.
"She is now, my person."
Chen Feng said indifferently.
"Your person? Zhou Huaiyu, is that so?"
The gaze of the white-haired Divine King, sharp as a blade, fell on Zhou Huaiyu.
Zhou Huaiyu clenched her teeth and abruptly raised her head, "That's right, I, am the Palace Master's person."
"Slut, deserve to be killed."
The white-haired Divine King suddenly raised his sword and, from a distance of hundreds of meters, sent a slash towards Zhou Huaiyu.
This slash was terrifying, cleaving through the void as it traveled.
Zhou Huaiyu turned pale, her face turning white.
Seeing this, Chen Feng took the lead and with a raise of his hand, he dissolved the Divine King's sword qi.
