C225 Strange Knife Skills

The soil beneath his feet was soft, the grass was vigorous, and the vines on the slope had yet to reach this place. Although the place was not large, it would be very pleasant to lie down and have a good night's sleep. Ye Mo Han turned his head to look at Fan Yi Chen, a trace of pity in his heart. When would this world be free of murder? Even if they were competing for power and profit