C78 Theory Is Never like Practice

"A life for a life?" Zhang Feihu didn't understand what he meant.

Loong Tianyin only sneered as he subconsciously looked at Zhao Pi, who was standing not far from Wei Qingge. Wei Qingge looked in the direction of his eyes, but all she saw was a cold corpse lying on the ground.

Zhao Pi... Dead?

The silhouette of Zhao Pi seemed to have disappeared in an instant