Zhao Bin looked at the person in front of him. For a few seconds, he wanted to vomit. If it wasn't for his face, he could tell it was Dong XIII, he must think it was a bloody man.

There is no clothing covering the whole body, all wounds, many wounds are still bleeding, cruel wounds are all salt.

"What kind of cruel person did you meet?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"En?"

"I couldn't resist it. I said everything about you, including the Evergreen City."

Zhao Bin wanted the black devil to help Dong XIII. When he heard this, Zhao Bin's whole personality became fierce. If it wasn't Dong XIXI-1's...