C141 A Drop of Blood for Hatred

The Resentment of Decades of Dead Souls

Ding Wei was so scared that his face turned pale. He didn't even dare to breathe. He panicked and didn't try to step forward to stop them. Instead, he staggered and took half a step back, almost falling down.

Seeing the blade slicing through his finger and causing blood to spurt out, he heard a mournful and frightened cry come from behind him