Chapter 192 The Eight or Nine Hundred Voodoo Winds, Zhong Liwu's Plan, and the Holy Spirit Cult Welcome the Dead Prison Douluo (4K)

The next morning.

As if waking up from a wonderful dream, Wu Feng slowly opens his eyes. The red eyes are flickering with dim sleep, and it seems that he is still immersed in a sweet dream.

The sun shines through the half closed curtains on the silky red hair, and the room is filled with light morning fragrance and the pleasant aftertaste of the whole night.

Wu Feng looks at the familiar beautiful face beside him. The expression on his face is mixed. There is a thick tingling that has been ignored for many years, the tearing of internal friction, the shyness after last night's mood, and also a strong love.

Clearly, he is struggling with Ningtian, but he can't help it