o
ow.”
yang jun's eyes have been scanning back and forth on the faces of the masters of the temple, and these temple masters may have been the emissaries behind the black snake curtain.
”that's what i'm talking about, too.”
xifeng stood up, looked up at yang jun, and exclaimed.
”the assassination of the master of yang temple seems to be a matter of torture, but behind it is a matter of great ncern to the whole fighting and fighting day. today is the master of yang temple, tomo
ow is me, and who is the day after tomo
ow? ”
the loud voice of tin wind reve
erated in the hall, and he looked away from his eyes and looked aside at the head of the black assassin regiment.
”it's a big deal, and i hope chief zhuge will help.”
he looked at the head of the black assassin regiment and **iled.
the head of the black assassin regiment looked at the tin wind, and his face became ugly.
”are you doubting me?”
as soon as he clapped the handrail, he stood up and looked at the tin wind. gentle as he is, he, as head of the assassin regiment, is a