"Argh!" Hua Ling couldn't help but scream. The sharp claws of the Flower Eagle tore through her flesh without hesitation. Even though Hua Ling was a warrior, she was a woman after all. Her skin was certainly in pain when it was scratched like this, not to mention that the claws of the Flower Eagle were embedded in her flesh, showing no mercy!
Hua Ling was pressed to the ground by the Flower Eagle. Blood flowed like a river on her shoulder and the strong smell of blood filled the air. Xia Qing took a few deep breaths. If the woman hadn't been negligent, she might not have been able to take her down. "Let go of me! Let go of me!" Hua Ling struggled. Brutality flashed in the eyes of the eagle. It scratched mercilessly with its sharp claws and a wave of pain came! "Argh…!" Hua Ling couldn't help but roar. Xia Qing approached with a cold face. "I advise you not to struggle. The Flower Eagle doesn't have a good temper."
