C118 Eavesdrop

When the last person's throat was cut open, Ling Xiaotian sat on the grass.

"What's wrong, kid!" The undying old man floated out from Ling Xiaotian's body, and asked: "Why do I feel a strong sense of loss from your body, don't tell me you regret it?"

"No, no regrets!" Ling Xiaotian forced a smile and said: "Once upon a time, I always wanted to be a person who hated evil like a hatred