C91 Cut It off

A nauseating Qi was emitted from Ren Pingsheng's body like a dark shadow, sinister and cunning.

Sensing that aura, Lin Mo frowned, but he couldn't wake up from his coma.

The feeling of the black mist entering his body was a little strange. It wasn't cold, but rather sad. Lin Mo could vaguely see some scenes. There was blood, fire, broken corpses, and shattered mountains and rivers