C69 Enraged

Nangong Ling was happy, but Mo Ye, who was not far from him, was unhappy. His face was gloomy.

"This child is extremely talented. He must be killed in the cradle." Mo Ye thought to himself, If I offend him, so what if I am talented? I will still kill him. I can't wait for him to grow up.

Among the crowd of people in the Wind And Cloud Gorge