Feng Lingyan suddenly looked behind him and shouted, surprise flashing in her eyes.

Gale Eleven was stunned, and subconsciously looked back

My nose suddenly felt itchy, and a wisp of peach blossom fragrance rushed into my nose.

His vision went dark, and he fell down with his eyes wide open.

Feng Lingyan used trickery to kill five of the opponents in one fell swoop, and her heart was beating fast.[

Slowly walked up to Gale Nine and took the portrait from his hand.

When I unfolded it and took a look, my heart suddenly moved.

In the painting is a girl of twelve or thirteen years old with a double bun on her back.

Big eyes and a sweet and harmless smile are exactly what he looks like.

This one was obviously printed, and it smelled of a faint fragrance of ink.

It turns out that this imaginary dynasty already had printing...

Well, the printing quality is pretty good.

Who drew her portrait and came to find her?

How many people in this world know her?

The answer is almost obvious.

Could it be Gong Yanmo?

Can he command the people who move the Black Flame Gate?

He dug around on his body, took out a pill, pried open the clenched teeth of Gale Laojiu, and fed it to him.

Gale Lao Jiu trembled and finally opened his eyes.

Feng Lingyan picked up his sword and pressed it on his neck: "Tell me, who sent you here?"

Gale Lao Jiu glared at her and turned his head, not even bothering to answer.

"Hmph, even if you don't tell me, I know that it was the Palace Divine Doctor who sent you here? He is your president, right?!"

When Feng Lingyan asked this question, her heart skipped a beat and she held her breath slightly.

"Chi!"[
Chapter completed!