In that moment of delay, number three threw himself at song qingxiao. His arms were like vines, and he grabbed song qingxiao's arm. Under the force of the impact, song qingxiao lost her balance and rolled down the stairs with number three. They fell to the ground and let out a muffled groan.
Seeing this, number Seven's face revealed a happy expression. He stretched out his claws, and his body turned into an afterimage, moving quickly in the direction of the two!
Number three clutched song Qing's hand so tightly that her nails almost tore through his clothes and dug into his flesh.
It seemed that she had come to an agreement with number seven and intended to keep him here as a sacrifice.
Number seven pounced over, her inhuman face showing a strange joy. Her back was against the light, and under the weak light, she opened her arms like a beast in the sky. The shadow approached, and the fangs and long nails at the corner of her mouth were extremely eye-catching.
