This reply seemed familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.
Number Four's consciousness was already a little blurry. At this moment, he seemed to be pulled and pressed into the water.
His sea of consciousness let out a buzzing sound as his consciousness was forcibly scattered, unable to concentrate again.
One moment, he felt like he had returned to the group of green demon lizards, and the next moment, he felt like he was surrounded by a dark purple flower.
Just as he was about to die, song qingxiao's voice entered his sea of consciousness, pulling his chaotic consciousness back to reality.
As soon as song qingxiao finished speaking, she casually slashed out with her sword.
The sword Qi cut through the sky, leaving a long white ice River.
The pale blue frosty light pierced through the dark purple flower of death, and the flower's closing speed slowed.
