C320 The unsimple chi you

"Qing Lian, Mingyu, Dyed Immortal, I'm sorry, it seems that I am unable to keep my promise." Bai Ye felt his body become colder and colder. The luck on his body had been weakened to the extreme due to his conscious control. It seemed like Bai Ye would have a hard time surviving this death tribulation.

"King, let Master Demon Saber give you a hand!" In the end