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Yao Feng's face was full of bewilderment, completely ignoring the intense pain in his body.
"You?"
Isn't the mystical envoy of White Dao Prefecture supposed to be Lord Li Chengfeng?
How did a young man about twenty suddenly claim to be the mystical envoy of White Dao Prefecture?
At this moment, a black bird swooped down from the sky, landing directly on Lu Xuan's shoulder.
Upon seeing the pitch-black bird, Yao Feng blurted out in surprise.
"Black Mystical Bird!"
"You!"
Because the Black Mystical Bird only perches on the shoulder of the mystical envoy lord.
Soon after, the black mystical bird only lingered for a moment, then spread its wings and flew away from Lu Xuan's shoulder.
"You must be Yao Feng, the yellow envoy."
"You are quite impressive!"
Lu Xuan looked at the two colossal fox spirits ahead, his eyes gradually growing fervent.
Lu Xuan rarely praised others, but this Yao Feng certainly deserved a word of commendation.
