Ling Feng furrowed his brows slightly, not quite understanding. As a cultivator of poison techniques, Lan Yuhuang should be extremely averse to the sulfuric atmosphere permeating this volcano island.
After all, poisonous snakes and insects clearly don't fancy such environments.
At this moment, a blue figure broke through the air from a distance and shouted unceremoniously, "Fatty, you really came!"
Hearing this "familiar" address, Ling Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly. Bringing Tuoba Yan along, he flew towards Lan Yuhuang.
Seeing another woman with Ling Feng, Lan Yuhuang slightly frowned, feeling a tinge of displeasure.
In a sense, since Ling Feng had unveiled her mask, it meant he was her man. Although she was somewhat repulsed by Ling Feng's appearance, no matter how ugly this man was, he still belonged to her!
Lan Yuhuang snorted lightly in her heart: As expected, all men in the world are lustful, even one as fat and ugly as this!
"Miss Lan!"
