Four hundred people are so afraid to fight against six hundred people in this dark and unmanned night. For a moment, I don't know how many people lost their most precious life and lay down forever.

Xiao Ling just looked at the people in the war, but he didn't intervene. There was a fanatical war in his heart, which was a kind of war coming from his blood.

it's a pity that looking at the people here, Xiao Ling's fighting spirit has weakened again. His eyes are looking at the world outside the sky, maybe only there is the place where he really fights.

"kill"

"rush" both sides are fighting...