"Ha ha, Zhang Jin, you have a bad conscience. Someone will fight for you, but you will stab someone in the back. What's your revenge?" Chufei said loudly.

"roar..." The God saw Zhang Jin's eyes without pupils, and a trace of perplexity and resentment appeared on his face.

fortunately, he doesn't have pupils. Otherwise, Zhang Jinzhen has no courage to look at him.

"Chu Fei, don't use rhetoric to kill the divine general. Kill him for me!" Zhang Jin orders hysterically.

"roar -" after all, he was just a corpse slave. He had almost no independent consciousness. Roaring, he once again shrouded his bloodthirsty killing intention in Chu Fei.

"Zizi..."...