Divine Phoenix of He

As they spoke, the blade tip grazed Mo Wu's forehead wound, which was still dripping blood, poised to slice down...,After realizing what had happened, I looked down and saw bodies everywhere. There was no sign of life left.,Mo Wu's voice had improved somewhat, no longer as hoarse as before, even carrying a light and gentle warmth. But the man was already terrified, tears and snot streaming down his face, and at the same time, a foul smell wafted up from below.。