chapter 72 Fight Qianye!

There are no tall trees on the hillside, and even the grass is only a little short, and because the cold winter is coming, the grass is slightly withered and yellow. "The autumn wind is bleak, Altair Leonard, ​​this is just the place for your burial!" Standing five meters away from Altair Leonard, ​​Qianye said coldly, the mountain wind blowing the hem of his clothes, adding a bit of a chilling atmosphere! Altair Leonard shook his head slightly: "You are wrong. The person who died...