venomous king, Ben Ming Gu Wang Yi Rong, shared the same fate—one's gain was the other’s loss. Severely wounded by the attack, Jie Wuwaya hated Lu Xiaoteng even more intensely. The countless tiny la...ould retaliate, he felt a crushing weight, like that of Xu Tingfeng, pressing down on his shoulders. 。But even this flying dragon had some backbone. His bones creaked as he strained, his face flushed...