C341 The Mantis Stalks the Cicada

Gong Mingxuan looked at his palm. His fair skin was mixed with the blood that he had just spat out. There was also a strong smell of blood in his throat.

Gong Mingxuan's eyes dimmed slightly. He leaned against the tree and felt a great sense of desolation.

He put his hand down and smiled bitterly. He forced himself to suppress the grief in his heart