C129 The Nether World of the Devils

Sunlight filled the sky.

Yang Xiao walked on the streets of the continent. His dead gray face seemed to shine, like tears. Why would this ruthless and suicidal person cry?

Dusk came again.

At noon he began to drink, the worst wine, and the strongest wine. Now he was drunk.

Yang Xiao rushed out of this shabby little wine shop, and rushed out into a dark alley. He grabbed hold of the old man