Battle (8)

"Anyone who offends the Heavenly Martial Pavilion must die!"

Swish!

When the longsword quickly swept forward and was going to behead Yun Luofeng, his owner felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his hand froze in the air. He slowly looked down at the bloody hole in his chest, his eyes wide open and full of disbelief...

At the same time, the girl finally opened her eyes.

Boom!

The man's body fell heavily in front of her, blood trickling down and dyeing the earth red!

"Squeak!" Milk Tea squeaked angrily. He had lost interest in playing with these people and just killed them!

Suddenly seeing Yun Luofeng wake up, he rushed into her arms, cupped his paws before his chest and squeaked fawningly. He was asking for her praise!

"Well done."