"very good."

Yan Sansheng, the head of Dayanhai, laughed and said, "Then you admit it?"

"Yes, I admitted it, and then what?"

Lin Beichen looked at him and smiled slightly.

Yan Sansheng was startled.

Bang.

His head suddenly exploded.

Like a watermelon hit by gravel, white and red mist burst out instantly.

"Oh, isn't it good to live?"

Lin Beichen had a look of compassion on his face, then he raised his hand and shot, blowing the head of Bian Zuohu, the Shuijing Taoist master who had just turned around to escape.

Bang.

Another giant headless corpse.

"I really can't understand it."

Lin Beichen blew his fingers and said: "Life is obviously so beautiful, but some people just don't cherish it and insist on committing suicide. What kind of mentality is this?"——
Chapter completed!