The face is as cold as a glacier, and the voice is as solemn as that from the nine deep places. "Today, I will slaughter your two souls and seven souls and leave one soul alone in front of the tomb of your uncle in Yongzheng!"
"Hey, that depends on whether you have this thing!" Liu Fei is not afraid of the same face of Yin Jie and laughs. "But even if you have this thing, I’m afraid you don’t have this chance! Because … Your uncle, you damn fool, has already been beaten out of...