C1628 The True Body of the Witch

"Now you want to go, ask me if I agree or not." At this moment, Holy Son of the Witch Clan's eyes were filled with hatred.

To him, he had waited for this day for over a hundred years. Every night, the image of Sun Bing holding the longsword would appear in his mind. After such a long time, it had even turned into an inner demon that had taken root in his heart.

If he didn't crack it