Chapter 1232: The Little Person

nds were the very essence of the Xuan Shuang Sha Feng. Even a wisp as small as his forearm would instantly freeze him to death.It seems I was mistaken. There's nothing here. Or perhaps the Swallowtail...ang Yi's icy voice, "Daoist An, you are late.">Purple mist surged.The fat man in fine clothes broke free from the beast, rushed out, gasped a few times, and calmed his breath. He glanced at Cui Ji and...