C786 Crisis after Crisis(6)

In the forest, the clothes of the crowd had long been splashed with specks of bright red, just like a red plum blossoming in the winter snow.

Ji Ruchang did not stop there. His black hair floated in the air and his handsome face was like that of a moon god. It was icy cold and full of bloodlust. The location of the blade would leave a wound on the python's body. Although it was small