Warlocks Who Know How to Fight in Close Combat Are the Most Deadly

In an ordinary residential area during the heavy snowfall in winter, a child meditated on the bed, his hands filled with green light, and the withered words in the flowerpot in front of him were taking on new life. Seeing this, Lin Feng showed a satisfied smile. At this time, a woman came in and said that she was indeed a little genius with the affinity of my wood attribute. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.