Song qingxiao could not break through this female ghost's defense, but her strength could match it. As long as she could force her away, she could naturally save East Qin wuwo's life.
This move was indeed effective.
The black hair was caught on the ice spear, and the female ghost's head was forced to lean back, leaving a trail of blood in the air.
Two sharp fangs the length of a palm were shocking to look at. They were semi-circular and protruded out of the mouth.
East Qin wuwo's back was already covered in blood, making his green clothes wet.
"A life for a life, I'm paying you back."
Having his spell interrupted by her powerful strike and being pressed down by a male on top of a female zombie, East Qin wuwo finally could not maintain his calm expression. He quickly turned around and sat up.
