C1258 Escape

"This old man hates you!"

A sharp shout came out suddenly, and a group of white figures the size of a fist shot out from the blood mist, flying far away with an astonishing speed. The white figure was actually a human infant, white and tender, with four limbs the size of a fist, "Tang Huan, this old man will definitely not let you go."

This was Rui Rou's' Dao Nascent Soul '. However