" li ruhua, be quiet. do i look like the kind of person who'll die after losing his martial arts? " lord rong looked at huahua, who had been comforting her, angrily.
huahua nodded her head vigorously. " yes! "
leng rongrong was confused. "??? "
how was she similar? why didn't she know that she was the kind of person who would die if she lost her martial arts?
if he lost his kung fu, he could just learn it again. at most, he could get it back. it was not like he was dead.
the dead couldn't be brought back to life. it was just a skill. besides, even if she didn't have any skills, she had a powerful weapon. she also had master hei by her side, so it wouldn't be a big problem to protect herself.
she didn't live to this day because of her strength, did she?
lord rong rolled her eyes at huahua. after a long while, she asked sincerely, " if you're so worried about me, how did you survive to this day with your mediocre martial arts? "
huahua was speechless.
