Li Tian was slightly taken aback when he heard Huang Luan's voice. He turned to look at the silver-robed girl in surprise.
"Stinky brat, you still dare to play dumb for this young lady? Do you believe that this young lady will cut off your third leg?" The silver-robed girl placed her hands on her hips and cursed in a crisp voice.
Li Tian was a little dumbfounded. After thinking for a moment, the image of the silver-robed girl with a splitting headache flashed in his mind. Then, he realized that the God-slaying spear was too powerful, and that the girl had suffered a disaster.
"So you're just a flower vase. You're so weak that you can't even withstand the aftermath of the battle." Li Tian sneered."If you don't have what it takes, then get out of here. You don't want to die without knowing the reason."
"You ... You're pissing me off!" The silver-robed girl stomped her feet in anger, and her long and narrow eyes were filled with burning anger.
