C195 Bloodthirsty Thought

"Hehe, since I was born, I died in a place like this. Having this cage made by Jin Yu as a coffin isn't a waste of my life." Si Chengnian chuckled. His voice was full of bitterness and melancholy.

Xiliang Mo looked at the young man quietly sitting on the wheelchair. His flying eyebrows were as sharp as a sword under the sunlight. His face looked exceptionally heroic. She sighed lightly