C954 Black Clothed Reappearance

Ye Ling took the swords from the side and swung them at the group of people. Instantly, blood flowed like a river.

"Is it over? Have you relieved your hatred? "

The voice of the White Tiger lingered in Ye Ling's ears, and didn't go away for a long time.

"I don't, I don't! "It's all their fault