C756 Zhao Wuji Had Fallen.

Sometimes, reason was a very scary thing. It was said that the past was like smoke, but in the world of mortals, how many people could say that they could let go of it?

At this moment, Loong Xue hated herself for the past. She didn't want to face it, but she had to face it. In the pain and torture, even she didn't know how much time had passed. Slowly