He heard the news and blood filled his chest, broke the clouds and cracked the setting sun.

The blood blade and steel gallbladder are the murderous aura, and the dust is rising, and you can see the chaos in the Heavenly Palace of the Gods.

The carved bow is full and there is nowhere to hide it. I smile and hold the red cherry wine and pass the intestines. I pick up the crazy ones again and win the wolf.
Chapter completed!