C418 Prodigy Zhao Xiaoming

Zhao Xiaoming is just walking and laughing.

However, this sound was heard by many people. It was a devilish scream.

The surroundings were silent. The raging flames were still burning. The crackling sound of thunder was even more ear-piercing. Other than him who was talking, no one made a sound.

He pulled the centipede and the white bandit and tested them. Sigh