"How could it be you! Chen Zheng!"
When Yang Tian clearly saw the face of the demon person in front of him, his whole body shook, frozen in place.
He stared closely at the demon person in front of him.
Isn't this Chen Zheng?
Although the demon person in front of him stood over two meters tall, with strong arms and a tree-like wing structure on his back, and possessed two sharp demon horns on his head.
But the demon person's features were exactly the same as a human's.
A smooth and flat forehead, dark and deep eyes, nose, mouth, facial shape, all identical to a human's.
Most importantly, all these features combined together made him look exactly like Chen Zheng.
Yang Tian remembered that Chen Zheng had died in an underground basement in the West Capital.
More than twenty years ago, Chen Zheng had already been killed by the Dark Organization.
Of course, Chen Zheng didn't actually die.
Because Yang Tian met Chen Zheng in the West Capital.
