chapter 249 A blacksmith must be strong himself

Guo Tianlong had just gone down to the second floor when he heard a scream coming from the hall.

His most beloved disciple was shot in the head by a assassin and fell to the ground in the hall with a strong smell of blood.

Damn it!

If I don't kill these bastards today, my surname is not Guo!

Guo Tianlong was furious.

He ran downstairs, raised the dragon-locking whip in his hand, and like an arrow shot from a bow, locked the neck of a death warrior...