C104

"Puchi!"

Taoist Qianhee spat out a mouthful of blood and fell limply onto the ground. His body was covered with wounds. He thought that his little life would be saved, but not a single one of the people here were whole, whether they were dead or wounded.

On the other side, Ye Fann was running with his Tracker Step in the heavy rain. Although it was raining heavily