C116 Four Great Poisonous Generals

The black clothed man who was standing with his hands behind his back sneered in disdain. He turned around and revealed a face that was as thin as a skeleton, and swept his blade-like sharp gaze across Little Rock and Gongsun Ding's faces. A fifteen to sixteen year old War Emperor! Heavens, this is truly the best material for refining a Poison King. In the worst case scenario