C693 An Order to Kill an Inch of Blood
In the next second, a string of blood spurted out from the wound, and Murong Yun's eyes were filled with fear and horror as he slowly fell to the ground.
Even in death, he would never have thought that he would actually die in Qin Yuan's hands today.
If one wanted to blame someone, one could only blame himself for hitting Ye Yunman's palm and completely touching Qin Yuan's Reverse Scale