C151 Young leaf city

"Who are you? There is no hatred between us, so why do you want to harm me!" Hong Ling held the Bawang Lance, and stared coldly at the skinny and skinny youth in front of him.

This was a young man wearing tight dark-red armor, and a scarlet ball of blood energy was condensed between his handsome face. Wisps of bloody mist were coiling around his body. As these wisps of mist twisted