Today, there was a group of people who would not leave him alone in the face of death. He was very touched and felt that he had finally lived with flesh and blood.
Since that was the case, he would give it his all in exchange for a chance of survival.
Ling Wei stood up. His entire body was wrapped in the flame flag, burning into a huge fireball. He was prepared for the final attack.
Just then, a gust of cold wind came from behind him. A figure quickly passed him and arrived in front of Qi Yun.
"You step back, it's my turn!“
It was li hu. He turned around and faced the front after he finished speaking.
Ah!
Li Hu's head was lowered, but he suddenly lifted it up and roared. The snow around him rolled up crazily, and the bamboo forest behind him rustled. All he could see was a hazy white fog.
It was chaotic, as if the sky was about to collapse.
He ... What was he doing?
