In the madness of Han Han, there was nothing to feel. Since Han Han's battle was over, he sat down and began to feel exhausted. Accompanied by various scars on his body, he started to grin painfully from his seated posture.
Seeing the attack just now and killing A Lu, Cangsheng's proud face couldn't help but reveal a trace of astonishment. He didn't know why he suddenly sat down. Could power climb so quickly?
Watching the savage sitting by the fire, Ao Cangsheng couldn't help but frown: "Xiao Hei, are you okay?"
Hearing the shout, I sat back and turned around, only to find that the Koreans' struggles for Ao Cangsheng had already ended.
"I'm fine. Are you finished?" He sat measuring his proud and bloody face, filled with jealousy.
The same Han Dou, how could this boy kill so smartly and gracefully? How could I not get such tyrannical power from him? Sitting with a sorrowful mood!
"Alright, I just finished!" Ao Cangsheng sat down and said to the person.
