C847 Descent of the son of god

When I first met Zhao Xianhong in the northeast, I didn't have a good impression of him.

Arrogant, conceited, and arrogant. To put it bluntly, he was asking for a lesson.

From the way it spoke, it seemed like it was Heaven's number two. It was number three, and no one was in its eyes, and it did not take us enemies seriously at all.

However, in the end, it still fell. Furthermore