"Kid, are you starting to remember something?"
At this moment, just as Lin Zifeng was lost in thought, the handsome guy gently nudged him with a strong forearm.
The meaning was very clear. It was referring to the situation of Nangong Bing. Actually, whether Nangong Bing was considered a demon or not, the handsome guy knew very well, but he didn't say.
For a guy like him who has lived for a long time, and is quite the old rascal. As long as it doesn't threaten his life, he takes it easy. Demon or not, surviving is what's damn important.
"What about the third generation demons?" Lin Zifeng was very concerned.
