Battle Report [III]

"Niuwa, this is for you. You must keep it well." Ye Qingyang sent a red spot of light on Niuwa's forehead, and the spot penetrated along the skin.

"Brother, what is this?" Niu Wa touched his forehead, feeling numb and a red spot of light fell on the middle of his forehead, the faintly flickering idea was like starlight.