C794 Guu Yunyi Was Not Dead Yet!
The acrid smell of diesel filled the abandoned house, echoing with Yunyi's screams and roars. He seemed to foresee disaster, frantically searching for an exit as he battered the door, which was about to give way under his assault.
Tiange supported Ruochen, and with a flick of her fingers, a blue-white flame blossomed. The snow hadn't stopped, and her hatred hadn't cooled. With a gentle flick
