Chen Yang thought, too, that he was licking blood at the edge of the knife all the time. To say nothing of the many hatred is to be in the temple of stars. If the task is not completed, that is enough.

In the square of the star halls, there are already many heads of fatalists.

Destiny has a reputation, but in the end, it's better luck. There is no doubt that he will die when he meets absolute strength. Luck is not everything.

Chen Yang can feel the pressure on himself. If you run a little slower, you don't need a feathered door to kill yourself. I'm afraid I...