C302 Inheritance of the Sacrificial Table!

"Ye Wuchen, the poison mist has disappeared!" Feng Renwu had already climbed up from the ground. There was still some pain in his chest, but it was nothing compared to the injury that Ye Wuchen had suffered at the moment.

Although Ye Wuchen's method of killing the two of them was a bit bloody and cruel, it still deserved to die. If Ye Wuchen did not kill them