C1657 Unreconciled

Xuan Hao's clear and cool voice was like broken jade that was smashed into the ground. It clearly sounded in Zhong Ming's ears.

Zhong Ming looked at the weird looking corpse that was full of inscriptions. He felt like it was a real corpse, but when he thought of that, his eyebrows were lifted and his earlier roar was cut off.

Xuan Hao had his own thoughts, and Zhong Ming had his own thoughts