C691 Prodigy a Hundred Tons Worth of Light Carving Machines Can be F*cking Lost

"Slap..."

"Pa..."

A crisp slap echoed throughout the room.

However, Dong Hao could no longer feel the pain on his face.

The reason was very simple. At this moment, his heart ached even more.

At this moment, the pain in his heart had already overshadowed the physical pain.

Not only did Su Lang not die, but he had also become a hero in the fire. Even Tan Yuan had fallen into Su Lang's hands