Ye Qingran was very agile, and her body was soft. She dodged the iron rod immediately. Leng Xiao's iron rod missed.
Leng Xiao smiled coldly. "What are you hiding from?"
His body quickly turned and swung again, but it still missed.
However, his strength was great. It was ordinary dry soil on the ground of the temporary warehouse.
With his great strength, the ground cracked open.
Dust floated everywhere.
Ye Qingran's eyes darkened, and the corners of her mouth curled into a cold smile.
She had an idea.
She turned her toes and suddenly kicked up the dust on the ground towards Leng Xiao.
The flying dust blurred his vision.
Leng Xiao's head tilted to the side subconsciously.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Qingran suddenly lowered her body and hit Leng Xiao's calf with an iron rod.
Leng Xiao felt the pain and his legs went weak. He almost fell to the ground.
