Divine Phoenix of He

"Dead Well, that's good! A few days ago you offended the son of Marquis Yinshan, so I kept you here and now I will send your corpse to him. It'll be a favor to the young master!",The man spoke, then picked up a knife and pointed it at Mo Wu's dirty face, saying softly:,To live, to survive, endless killing and slaughter day and night have left his hands riddled with wounds, ugly and scarred.。