C563 The Ten Great Lords

When he was about to save him, it was already too late. The other party had already been dragged like a dead pig by a rope. This loss was truly too great. For a moment, Jing Chong's face also pulled down. In all these years, there had really been very few people who could catch his people under his nose. The Withered Death Sect was one of them.

Thinking of this