LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.

LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.
387. BLOODWORMS.


As Tan Wen Hong's figure was clearly visible from the ruins, he was holding onto someone.


Yan Fu cursed frantically,


“Tan Wen Hong, ! What do you think you did to my master?”


“Come to whip a corpse, ha-ha-ha..”


“Master, forgive me. Students are useless. I can't even defend your body. I am not filial.


I can't stop that demon from humiliating you.”.


Tan Wen Hong looked back at him with a smile. Even though the boy was a cunning twerp, at least tid...