C675 Not even dying maple tree

Not even that? Maple Pavilion Shan Qiuyue

"Your sister!"

Ye Wusheng was already severely injured, and didn't have the slightest ability to retaliate. After throwing, he was immediately thrown flying more than thirty meters away.

As if riding on a roller coaster, Ye Wusheng couldn't stop himself from spitting out a few more mouthfuls of blood in the air