C519 No smell of a woman

The Ancestral Devil flew for a long distance before stopping. At this time, the tears on her face had dried, and no one could see that the Ancestral Devil had ever been hurt.

Ruo Wu stood behind the Ancestral Devil, waiting. She was anxious, she had seen the terrifying end of Jiang Zhaoyang, such a strong existence, was controlled by the Ancestral Devil