Fatal blow (3)
Dịch giả: 549690339
"I don't need your help. I just want you to stay far away from me!" Nether sword sobbed. 'Woo...This woman isn't human! He had lived for so long and could be said to have seen countless women, but he had never seen a woman who made him so frightened? At this moment, no matter how beautiful Leng ruoxue was, she was no longer his cup of tea! Such a fierce woman, which man could bear to eat her! If that wasn't courting death, then what was? And he definitely wanted to live a few more years.
"But our battle isn't over yet. I only used one move. You said you would let me use three moves. " When Leng ruoxue said this, her expression was one of grievance.
But hearing this, nether sword wanted to cry but had no tears.
My ancestors! He was already trembling with fear in one move and almost lost his little life. If he really let you finish three moves, he was afraid that he would be directly turned into ashes. Would he still be alive and kicking?