C133 Unusual

In the autumn of the thirteenth year of the Heavenly Treasures, compared to the summer, autumn was more bleak.

The sky was bleak, the leaves were bleak, and sometimes even people were bleak.

Facing the five people in front of him, Leng Heng didn't make any moves. The five people had already lost. They accepted their defeat wholeheartedly and had nothing to say