u will be reduced to a helpless pawn!""A quarter of an hour, enough to kill you..."Chen Ping's face was filled with murderous intent. Since he chose to burn his blood essence, he must kill Fan Jiang!"...miraculous medicine. How could it possibly cure the toxins in his bodyLook, red clouds, red clouds appeared...Just as the Third Elder was puzzled, suddenly someone shouted outside!Elder Three followed...
Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control