C253 Decoction for death and destiny

The middle aged Daoist suffered two punches, the bones in his chest were broken, he fell on the ground and started to wail with blood in his mouth, Zhou Xuanling stepped on his chest, he decided to ask this question then, and asked: "Tell me, why do you want to kill me so much? A grudge? "

Even though the middle-aged Daoist was wailing in pain, the gaze he used to look at Zhou Xuanling was still