C653 Blood Coat(part I)

Although he knew that his father had passed away, he didn't believe it on the way. He didn't feel too sad either.

It was as if his whole body was covered in oil paper. The flying sand and rocks outside were all directed at him, and only sounds of "peng peng" could be heard.

Until now, when everything was right in front of him. Sorrow was like water that had broken through a dike