Emperor Feng Yuan's eyes were like a sword, and his sharp gaze locked on Feng Yuanchao's body, as if he wanted to see his whole person thoroughly.

Feng Yuanchao was stared at unnaturally by that gaze, his heart was furious, and cold sweat was oozing from his back, he reached out and wiped his forehead, suppressing the panic in his heart: "How come?" ...

"Evil King, Your Vest Has Fallen Off" Chapter 898 You will not be my son in the future I am hitting in my hand, please wait a moment,

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