C391 Mo Xiaotian

Duan Tianping also knew what Su Jiuming was going to do.

A burst of shredded flesh scattered all over the ground. Duan Tianping's face, which was originally twitching, was filled with endless hatred and killing intent.

His crimson eyes seemed to be about to bleed as he stared at Su Jiuming's handsome face.

There was no expression on that face. It was not that there was no expression