C697 Killing God Inheritance(1)

The stars are pale, the moonlight is bloodthirsty.

It was as if they were reflecting the sadness at this moment.

Old Madman's body was like a ticking time bomb, lingering in Ye Xuan's heart like a fishbone stuck in his throat. If he did not find a way to solve this problem, he would feel uneasy.

At this moment, Murong Qiu's words had relaxed.

Ye Xuan knew that Murong Qiu had given in