C1687 Immortality of evil king

"Hahahaha, little guy, do you think that anyone can become this Saint's demonic slave? It's your fortune that I've taken a fancy to you, and besides, you've already lost to me. Do you think that if you were to try again, the result would be reversed?"

Seeing how Shi Zhijian threatened to take his life, the green-haired old man looked at Shi Zhiqiang with a sneer on his face