Chapter 1688: White Feather Fan

is long-lost feeling. Listening to the street vendors' shouting, he instantly recalled his childhood and thought of his father.That vanished mundane world, where did it go There was definitely a great...Chapter 1688: White Feather Fan

Scimitar quickly followed the white silhouette, using spatial force to move in front of him and slashing with his blade, blocking the silhouette. This turned out to be a young man with clear features and good looks, but his lips were white. His glasses emitted cold breath, his long fingers were full of deep cold air, and his nails were extremely sharp like small knives.

"Die!" The young man sneered, spitting out a white light from his mouth that hit Scimitar's chest, releasing an extremely terrifying coldness. This made Scimitar continuously retreat in mid-air and hit a small mountain before stopping.and inhaling the unique fragrance called Imperial Lotus Affection that emanated from her, Shen Xiang found himself, in an unconscious state, immersed in a warm and sweet illusion. Without realizing it...