C162 Withered Palm

Shen Gongxin, who was lying in the deep hole, grasped onto this opportunity. The fear in his eyes was instantly replaced by viciousness. His blood-covered face twisted like a clown jumping off a beam.

A pitch-black dagger appeared in Shen Gongxin's hand, instantly breaking through the dust of the trash and piercing towards Mu Tian like a venomous snake