C717 Scratching His Forehead Hall of Spirits and Demons
Within the palace, a few corpses lied down in disorder and were quickly dragged out by the rest of the Devil Clan people.
Zui Yan released the hand of a girl who had just died. He licked his blood-stained lips and looked at Changsheng. "Truly, there's no place where one can find a broken iron shoe. This sovereign was just thinking of how to obtain you."
Long Life frowned as he looked at Zui Yan