Lord of Ten Thousand

Shentu Meng looked up at the sky, closed his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and let the rain wash over him. Then he said coldly: "Tonight the wind is strong enough, the rain is heavy enough. I'll take your bone relic tonight, and no one will know it was me.",He dreamed countless times of himself returning to his peak.,Although he was extremely reluctant, a path was specially cleared for him by the crowd in the square, giving him a kind of welcoming procession feeling.。