Zhu Fengling was like a rag doll, pinched by Qin Yi's hand and swayed back and forth in mid-air.
His face was full of horror, his heart pounding.
Qin Yi's cultivation was completely beyond his imagination.
He didn't want to die, so he desperately sent out a distress signal, but the sound he made could probably only be heard by himself.
However, with one hand holding Zhu Fengling, Qin Yi turned to look at the huge screen in the living room and said indifferently, "If you make a move, I guarantee he'll die very miserably."
Lan Jiaojiao looked sharply at the screen. Was someone behind it?
An elder in a gray robe with a gloomy face walked out from behind the screen, confirming Lan Jiaojiao's guess.
The elder stepped forward slowly; Qin Yi did not stop him.
Zhu Fengling looked at the elder with hope. This was his master, Shi Chengfu.
The Qi Refiners of the Zhu Family were only Zhu Changshou, Zhu Fengze, and Zhu Fengling.
