Chương 80: A Similar Mark, Gold Armored Envoy?

"What's wrong? Ah Zheng!"

The friend beside him seemed to have noticed that something wrong with him.

That person was called Ah Zheng. The mark on his head had turned dark red at this moment, and its surroundings were emitting a weak light, as if it was about to burn up.

Fortunately, he pressed his hand on the mark on his forehead to recover. His eyes were fixed on Lin Tian, as if he wanted to carve Lin Tian's face into his mind.

"It's getting late. Let's go!"

Ah Zheng said in a low and hoarse voice. After taking a deep look at Lin Tian, he turned around and left. His fingers were obviously bleeding, and the mark on his forehead had calmed down.

However, if someone was watching him, they would notice that his muscular arm was shone with a black light, as if it wanted to pierce through his white shirt.

He didn't even stay in the team for more than a minute.

"Huh?"