Chapter 1492: Why Not Embalm the Corpse

from the tip of the blade, landing on the Ninth Prince's nose as he sat on the ground.The scorching blood jolted the Ninth Prince.He widened his eyes, staring at the expression frozen on Jiang Zhou's...What was revealed were dozens of pitch-black gun barrels.Bang bang bang.The musket fired.The black hole of the muzzle burst forth with a burst of orange-red flames.The five or six death row guards in...