Chapter 343 The Eight Waste Mafia

pulled out the knife of loneliness when he was mad.

The spirit of knife is diffuse and the meaning of knife is flying.

As the moonlight pours down, a blood light rises in the sky.

Just for a moment, an ancient day turned into a cold corpse.

He was instructed by Gutian River to kill Gutian.

"It's gone, it's all gone." Ancient day waved his hand, look a little lost, it seems that this matter for him a great blow.

Ye Qingyun nodded.

For this matter, he is most concerned about the flames of nothingness.

This guy has two fires now, and I don't...