C759 Sadness

After a long while, when the small monk's forehead was pierced through by Yuwen Tian's spear, Yuwen Tian himself was also sent flying dozens of meters away. His hair was messy, his clothes were tattered, and he was in a sorry state.

Finally, the threat of death had been resolved, but Yuwen Tian could not be happy. He half-knelt on the ground and looked at the miserable corpses