C57 Xiao Ling

"What the f * ck is going on?" The man tightened his grip on the dagger. The person in front of him was obviously heavily injured, but he didn't see how Ye Mo got so close. He hesitated, not knowing whether he should charge forward or not.

Xiao Ling leaned his head in, and could not help but exclaim: "Damn, isn't that too cool?"

The man in front of him was taller than him by a whole head