Bold

"Fang Yuan, hand over the Spring Autumn Cicada quietly, and I'll kill you!" "Old bastard Fang, stop resisting. Today all the justice factions have united to destroy your devil's lair. This place is already covered with an inescapable net, and you will definitely be beheaded this time! "Fang Yuan, you damn monster, you killed thousands of people just because you wanted to practice Spring Autumn Cicada. You have committed too many unforgivable sins! "Devil, 300 years ago you insulted me, took away the purity of my body, killed my entire family, and executed nine generations of my people. From that moment on, I hated you with a burning passion! Today, I want you dead! ... Fang Yuan was wearing a dark green robe that was torn into pieces. His hair was messy and he was covered in blood. He looked around. The bloody robe fluttered gently in the mountain wind, like a battle flag. Blood flowed from numerous wounds on his body. Just standing there for a moment, a large pool of blood had already accumulated at Fang Yuan's feet. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.