Chương 1760: Chu Fengxiao the Third Senior Brother (1)

The white fairy stared at Feng Wu and smiled coldly. "Are you reasoning with me?"

Feng Wu said, "So, are you saying that you're not reasonable?"

The white fairy gave Feng Wu a sympathetic look and shook her head. "With my advantage over you, I don't need to be reasonable. Don't you get it?"

Of course Feng Wu knew that.

"I thought you were different." Feng Wu frowned.

The white fairy gave Feng Wu a half-smile. "Why would you think that?"

Feng Wu blinked innocently. "Because you're pretty. How can someone as good-looking as you be unreasonable?"

At first, the atmosphere had been so tense that a battle could start at any moment.

Sefiro clenched her fists in excitement outside the cave, and Seven was equally excited.

But Seven wasn't what he used to be. Having lost his Death Wall, he was now greatly emaciated.

Next to the white fairy, Nu stared at Feng Wu as if she was already dead.