C2122 Cold Cyanine

The dagger in his hand seemed to have some skill.

Heng Yanlin could feel that the dagger was filled with a bloodthirsty aura, it was also filled with a bloodthirsty aura.

It was as if the blood that had been there for a long time had always been there.

"There's no need to be polite, I'm just receiving Leng Yuqing's request