It Hurts (1)

A sword swiftly charged at Zuo Qingxian from behind, aiming at a vital spot.

Zuo Qingxian's stomach lurched when he felt the sensation of death wrapping around him.

At the critical moment!

Zuo Qingxian moved as fast as he could and shifted to one side.

Whoosh —

Feng Wu's sword brushed past Zuo Qingxian's head.

Some of his hair fell to the ground, and Zuo Qingxian looked over his shoulder.

"Xiao Wu!" Chaoge cried out in excitement.

"Feng Wu?!" Zuo Qingxian's eyes shone coldly.

The next second, he grinned maliciously.

"Today is my lucky day! I've been looking for you everywhere, and here you are, right in front of me!" Zuo Qingxian stared at Feng Wu and snorted. "This is great!"

Feng Wu kept her face emotionless and pointed the Fallen Star Sword at Zuo Qingxian.

She struck out without another word!