Touch

Meng Qingge finally found the opportunity to pull herself away from Miao Sizhe.

Clutching his neck as he panted heavily, he ran far away from the battlefield where the two brothers were battling.

He was already starting to panic. Even Huang Qi was released, could it be that Ji Wanzhou had encountered a big problem?

"No one should even think about leaving. Aren't you being a little too naive?" Miao Sizhe waved his hand and the smile in his eyes deepened.

Twenty or so people, who had been squatting and shivering on the ground with their hands behind their heads, suddenly stood up. Their spirits were not affected in the slightest. They walked around Meng Qingge.

Meng Qingge originally wanted to use the move that she had previously practiced in the base and run away, but she had no other choice. When the more than 20 daggers lit up around her, she knew that she could only give up resisting.

Ji Wanzhou, where are you now?