In the snowstorm, Chen Qiaozhi knelt on the ground and looked at his brother's traceless skull. And the body of Tang Xiaolong.

At this moment, his heart was broken!

His eyes were staring at the snow, murmuring bitterly in his mouth, "Oh my God, this is to make our brother go to the dead end!"

Why, why do you treat us like that?

The snow is traceless and unwilling to shed tears in the wind and snow.

His eyes shed blood and tears, his hands clutching the snow tightly and trembling.

And what about the cruel hell gatekeeper? At this moment, I glanced coldly at Chen Qiaozhi, who knelt on...