C1217 Great war!
Right now, there were ten thousand mud horses galloping across Fang Yuanqing's heart.
It should have been possible for them to destroy the Bei Cang Academy, but from the looks of it, they were in danger of being exterminated.
"Knife Scar, f * * k your mother!"
Fang Yuanqing finally scolded out loud.
"Haha, my mother was already personally killed by me thirty years ago. If you want
