C963 White Feather

That's right, the Vicious Beast had self-destructed at the last moment, its corpse was scattered all over the place, blood was stains all over Zhang Cheng's face, he had successfully escaped from the Vicious Beast's abdomen, and this handsome face was even colder, clearly not fitting in with the world. He had the demeanor of a king.

"If this world can't survive