lt;pgt;Fu Yan Huo Mi

Fu Yan moved her gaze away without a sound. Fu Jing clenched his fist secretly, his eyes falling on Huo Mingzheng who had come in with her.,In the main seat, Old Master Huo sat in a grand armchair, beads of prayer rotating between his fingers as he gestured towards Huo Mingzheng.,Fu Jing stood up. He was over six feet tall, his aura not shrinking at all, as he met his gaze, "Second brother."。