"You must be Zhong Lin! Here, take these wings, roast them later; the wings of a Life and Death Realm demon beast should taste pretty good."
The burly man in black threw over two white crane feathers that were as hard as steel. The wounds on the wings were still bleeding, cruelly.
As for the White Crane Patriarch and his crane demon, which had lost its wings, they lay on the ground like dead dogs, their fate unknown.
"Junior Brother, let me introduce you. This is Bian Yingjie, a Martial Artist from the Battle Domain, and my life-and-death brother." Chi Zhonglin said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Zhong Lin hurriedly saluted, "Zhong Lin, greets Senior Brother Bian."
He knew how proud his second senior brother was; anyone he called a life-and-death brother had to be a master without a doubt.
"Haha, not bad, much better than your second senior brother. Don't ever learn from him about dying for a woman, embarrassing." Bian Yingjie laughed and scolded.
