C2357 He Was at His Wit's End

chapter 2357. I'm at my wit's end.

On the martial stage, Tian Jiao was bathed in golden light, like an ancient War God.

He still had his hands behind his back, and his pride was soaring. He stood there, looking down at the sky.

He looked at Qin Xiao, and the corner of his mouth raised into a playful smile.

The curve was like a crescent moon. There were a few ghostly figures