C731 He Was Reluctant

When Ling Jue came out of the palace, he was already Tian Weiming. His facial expression didn't look very good. It was even gloomier than before he fought with Wuzhuang Nanzhao.

There was no one in the surroundings. He gently pulled open his sleeve, and an injury about half an inch appeared on his arm.

The injury was not deep, but the hostility in the wound was quickly leaking out