Muliancheng did not speak, but moved closer to Su Shallow step by step. Su Shallow, who was oppressed by his dangerous breath, could hardly breathe. Instinctively, he wanted to escape because he could not move on his legs.

Muliancheng stooped, a handsome but dangerous face, suddenly enlarged in front of Su Shallow, the eyes, reflecting Su Shallow's small face, so flustered.

"Su Yunlu, do you know what day it is today?" The voice of Mulian is like a devil in hell. It's gloomy and dreadful.

Su Shallowly looked at the trembling face of Mulian City and unconsciously retreated himself. What are you going to do?

The eyes of Mulian City...