"who dares to touch him? I will definitely tear it to pieces!"
the young girl's beautiful eyes were ice-cold, no longer as beautiful and lively as before.
She was now like a god of death, domineering and cold, extremely terrifying.
In the instant that the demonic beasts charged toward Fu qingchen, an endless force swept over from behind. In just a short time, the demonic beasts were swept away.
The wind was raging, and the young girl stood in the void. Her dress fluttered in the wind, and she was so charming.
Fu qingchen could no longer see clearly. He tried his best to open his eyes, but he could only see a blurry figure that looked like a demon.
"Brother Fu!"
Di Ling 'er quickly flew down. Looking at the young man in a pool of blood, she felt like her heart was stabbed, and her eyes were blurred by tears.
