Don't Even Think of Coveting If I Refuse
Redakteur: Henyee Translations
"Don't even think of coveting if I refuse." Qiao Mu expressionlessly recalled the small blue fireball in her hands. "You got it?"
Kuangzhan Mercenary Group's commander finally understood what kind of hoodoo he had provoked.
This time, he finally comprehended the formidable power of the small blue fireball.
Those blue flames had directly burned a hole in his defensive barrier. When the blue fire touched his skin, it burned him just like the crimsom flames from before, and he jumped back and forth while yelping.
Everyone else was watching what was happening, and they all revealed looks of terror.
How could that be possible? Their captain was a level-eight spiritual cultivator and controlled a grade-five spiritual fire!
What the hell was that blue flame in the girl's hands?
How come it could burn a level-eight spiritual cultivator who possessed grade-five spiritual fire??