The giant let out a roar of shock and anger, and the fishy wind from his throat made number Seven's thin body sway wildly like a Willow catkin.
At the same time, song qingxiao jumped back to avoid the falling stone axe. At this time, the giant was too busy to take care of himself. His ankles and feet had turned into stone, and his huge body was frozen in place, unable to move!
In his anger, he actually let go of the axe in his hand and tried to pull number seven off his face.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, song qingxiao rushed to where the axe was, and the axe fell to the ground, cutting several inches deep.
The residual force of the axe's landing turned into a gust of wind, blowing her hair. Her eyes fell on the giant's leg. The gray-white color seemed to come alive and was wriggling up his ankle. At this time, it had already spread to his lower leg.
