C597 Mount Jun(2)

Tyers jumped down from a chair in the air with a giant spear in his hand. Behind him stood many guards. At this moment, Wang Qi was lying on the ground, twitching non-stop. The blood on his back kept flowing down his broken body. It dyed Lin Yang's pale face red. Gradually, the movement of Wang Qi twitching became smaller and smaller. Below, Lin Yang's breathing also became weaker and weaker