C1707 The Framing of the Fourlegged Snake

Feng Wuchen, who sensed something was amiss, quickly dodged it. With a "ding" sound, a small flying sword struck the black boulder.

Feng Wuchen turned his head and saw a pair of people standing not far away in the forest.

"Who is it? Why did they attack me for no reason?" Feng Wuchen was a little angry.

"You are not worthy to attack me