s with his men. At this moment, Feng Huayuan's cultivators had only managed to run out less than fifty feet!Hearing the commotion behind him, when he turned back, Feng Huayuan's group of cultivators w...e aroma filled the air. The hot oil dripped onto the bonfire, sizzling and popping.After eating and drinking his fill, Lu Ye continued reading until late at night, when he closed his eyes for a short...
Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap