the ghost witch had escaped.
the faster he came, the more embarrassed he was when he escaped.
she didn't even dare to look back.
he was afraid that if he hesitated, he would become the target of the big mantis and be hunted down at all costs.
"trash!"
the corpse snake cursed and swore, using the most vulgar language to curse these unreliable people of the same race.
however, it was also trying to distance itself from the sword angel, the little rabbit, and the lightning-wreathed kha 'zix.
"that 'person' is the focus of all the questions ..."
"if i can kill him, i'll have a real chance ..." he thought.
the corpse snake looked at bai wushang from a distance, its cold and brutal eyes filled with blood.
bai wushang seemed to have sensed something and turned around, indifferently looking at him.
he even beckoned with his finger, hoping that the other party would give up on thinking and calm down, and kill him with a determined mind.
