"You, you are the God of Slaughter, Bai Yan!"
Natasha almost cried when she recognized Bai Yan's identity.
When she came to Hua Xia, her master had given her a photo of Bai Yan and instructed her.
No matter what, she must not offend Bai Yan, and if she did, there was no need to return...
Natasha never expected that on her very first day sneaking into the Hua Xia secret realm, she would hit the jackpot.
She had felt that Bai Yan's face looked familiar, but she hadn't thought about his identity as the God of Slaughter, and she did not expect that he was actually Bai Yan himself!
"Now you realize, but it seems a bit late."
Bai Yan sneered coldly, a terrifying pressure suddenly emanating from him, and Allen, suspended in mid-air, twisted his neck and went silent.
"Clang..."
When Bai Yan released Allen's corpse, a palm-sized, completely black token fell to the ground.
"It seems this object is a treasure."
Bai Yan keenly noticed that Natasha became tense when she saw the token.
