"Well, I wanted to let you go. Since I'm determined to die, I'll help you." The ancient spirit beads burst out, and the sound of the forest came out. Yi Yu's body appeared again. His face was as white as paper, and his body was broken everywhere. The original red and gold skin was already a piece of burnt black, and there were more terrible bloodstains crisscrossing, and the blood gathered under him like a stream.

the vitality is chaotic, and the world in the field has almost reached the edge of disillusionment, which looks extremely miserable, but the vision is still firm. In the breath, there is a broken...