"Impossible, impossible, he's dead! Haven't seen it again for so many years, he once had the most poisonous Sanshengmen: Qiqiao poison, how could he possibly not die? Even if it's not dead, it's totally useless? But how can there be future generations now?"

Duanmu is thinking in the dark.

The darkness that emanates from him makes the whole space suffocate.

The leader standing there in the dark, the black eagle felt the suffocating orange at the moment, but still stood there, motionless.

Who was the person in Duanmu's dark mind just now?

Nobody knows.

But there is a kind of poison in the Duanmu family, which is destined to be...