"Lulu…"
When Lu Huaijiang saw her white hair, he almost trembled in pain.
Emperor Zi Wei pursed his lips,"Go help Goddess.".
Many Divine Generals stepped forward.
Everyone could see that the goddess was exhausted and could not even hold the broken xi anymore.
"What you want to get rid of isn't just evil gods. And me, right?" Lulu looked at the mist indifferently.
"Only Jiangjiang and I can hurt you." Jiang Huailu's tone was firm.
The fog seemed to be enraged, and it began to fight even more fiercely.
In an instant, Lulu was covered in blood and his face was cut.
"Do you think you can get rid of me? You overestimate yourself!" The fog changed its form more and more. It was almost cruel to kill the deer.
"I didn't want you to go back today." Lulu muttered.
The mist wrapped around Lulu crazily.
"Ah!"
