C294 The Five Royal Master s fell to the ground

In the end, my disciple could no longer endure it. With the help of the Wang Ling, he killed your son, who was like a father, with the help of his black and white hair, unable to differentiate right and wrong, you actually killed the ox chief for your own selfish ends, and framed my disciple, Mo Lin, for your own benefits. Now, you go even further, you actually dare to say that my disciple