C1157 The weeping god appeared

Wang Yu's face was terrifyingly gloomy, the killing intent in her eyes was dense, and the person stepping on Wang Yu's head, upon seeing Wang Yu's gaze, his entire body shivered, and subconsciously moved his foot away.

"Humph!"

The man snorted, and turned his head, not daring to look Wang Yu in the eye. At that moment just now, he had indeed felt death, as if he was an ancient beast