In the magnificent and bright hall, Sima Wei is struggling to crawl...

His original calm and calm appearance was gone, his body had lost his balance, his hands were lying on the ground, his ten fingers clasped the cold stone bricks, and he was dragging his body forward.

As he crawled, his eyes began to turn red, and blood began to flow from the corners of his mouth.

Rush to attack the heart, desire to burn the heart!

His sanity was rapidly crumbling and vanishing...

It's just because of the imprisoned desire in his heart

"Devouring Martial Arts: Starting from Becoming a Fake Prince" 112. Your soul, but Sima Bai? (4.5K words - ask for subscription) is typing by hand, please wait a while,

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