C160 Arrive

This was an even more terrifying blood-colored sword aura. When it flashed, Hu Wengong felt like he was in contact with death. In the next second, Hu Wengong's body was covered in blood as he was sent flying.

Xiao Mu kept his sword and stood still, looking at the little boy who was crying on the lady's corpse.

A cold wind blew, seemingly in memorial of the passing of the dead. In the bleak wind