Lord of Ten Thousand

Shentu Meng looked up at the sky, closed his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and let the rain wash over him. Then he said coldly: "Tonight the wind is strong enough, the rain is heavy enough. I'll take your bone relic tonight, and no one will know it was me.",He gave a smile uglier than crying to an old woman in blue outside the room, and said, “Come on, Qingxin Butler.”,"That's right, maybe I did something to offend the heavens, causing Heaven's wrath."。