It was mixed with the rain and killing intent, turning into a strong smell of blood.
The humming man's hand moved slightly, and spiritual power penetrated the dagger to destroy her vitality, hoping to hit her in one blow.
"Save me ..."
"Why did you kill me ..."
"Who are you ..."
The girl's desperate cry rang out in song qingxiao's sea of consciousness. It was extremely mournful. With despair and a strong will to live, she reached out to her.
The bloodied hand grabbed the corner of her clothes, and the sound of thunder rumbled through the earth. Song qingxiao sighed, "
"You can't affect me."
Her sigh contained a strong will and an indomitable will.
As her voice fell, the sound of thunder, rain, the girl's cry for help, and her desperate emotions were like a knife that was about to stab her, but at the moment it was about to stab her, it heavily hit an unbreakable barrier.
'Boom-'