Crisis
Biên tập viên: Nyoi-Bo Studio
As Su Yu saw the shadow of death, his left eye emitted a magnificent purple light!
"Seal of Time!"
An invisible purple dragon bound the person behind him on the spot.
That black shadow, which was approaching him, froze at that moment.
Whiz－
A singled-armed shadow came from the side, supported Su Yu with its arm, and lept away.
"Palace Master Zhilan, please escape with Palace Master Yin Yu. I will cover your backs!" Tu Long leaped over, passed Su Yu over to Hua Zhilan, who was coming over, and shouted energetically.
Hua Zhilan was a bit stunned. Cover our backs? With the frightening abilities of the black-clothed woman including that she could kill people unconsciously, there was no chance of Tu Long surviving.
Moreover, whether he could buy time or not wasn't worth mentioning.
He was sending himself to his own tomb.