"It's a pity that you met me."

Zhang Han shook his head slightly, controlled the formation to retreat, came to the edge of the main mountain formation of Fengxue Pavilion, slowly merged, entered it, and then left. Outside, Zhang Han did not reveal his figure, and walked in the direction of Zhang Guangyou and Dong Chen fly away.

When they got close, the two were standing on a tree, talking in a low voice: