C973 The death sentence of the King of Virgins

On the way back, Jun Ling was in a rather complicated mood. The Ultimate Tiger Blood in his arms was faintly emitting a blazing and ferocious aura, like a tiger king whose nest had been taken over by a villager.

Xia Bieli's words had always lingered in Jun Ling's mind. To Xia Bieli, perhaps the most important thing right now was this Extreme Tiger Blood