C142 Bloodline curse

The Heavenly Wolf of Haoyue stood at the peak of the mountain, his eyes glinting with a fierce and cold light.

Wang Shuo had blinded one of its eyes. To it, this was the greatest hatred. Even if it could catch up to a thousand miles or ten thousand miles, it would take revenge.

To it, the bottle of Demonic Qi Powder that Liu Hao gave it was equivalent to buying money