The wolf beast remained unmoved and looked at Qin Yi pitifully, much like a statue.
"If you want to beat the dog, you have to check with the owner first. Although this trash is a wolf, it still belongs to me. So, I won't be polite."
Qin Yi spoke the first sentence in a cheeky tone, but the latter part became extremely cold. Her eyes were filled with hatred and indifference.
Qin Yi charged forward with blood butterflies dancing all around her, the flowers blossoming as her weapons. Every move and technique was filled with dense killing intent.
Wang Wenwen was stunned. For some reason, she felt that Qin Yi was dancing instead of fighting.
That's right, dancing. Every move she made was so beautiful, like a butterfly dancing around a flower. It was a dance of death, filled with despair, yet also filled with life.
Beastman Qin Yi was extremely strong and a notch stronger than Yun Huan. Even so, she was only on par with Doctor Lin.
