C183 Existence and Death with Old Yan City

Blood kept flowing out of Wen Mohan's chest, and soon, a large amount of it was dyed wet. Wen Mohan's eyes were clear, but they did not contain the slightest emotion. He stared at Xinluo, opened his mouth and fell to the ground with a frown.

Shen Wushuang was very far away to begin with. Even though she had rushed over the moment she saw Zhang Tie, she was still unable to make it in time