"Little man, you're going to die." Sitting in the starry array of Seven Star array, Ying Zheng's words made Yang Tian almost mad. He glared at Ying Zheng fiercely and said coldly, "are you cursing me?"

"you're really dying." Yinglong said with a serious face.

some words may not work. But when the second person, and still very seriously told him, this sentence may be true.

Yang Tian secretly speculated for a while, knowing that they would not joke with themselves. Yang Tian has come to a conclusion that there must be something wrong with practicing kung fu and he is in big trouble.

at the moment, he smiled, pretending...