"Do you think I still have one breath left?"
Lu huaijiang asked darkly. He touched the mark on his neck, his eyes gloomy.
I'm hanging on to my last breath.
The tiny Savior hid behind granny Zhu, his eyes glimmering with spiritual light.
"Don't worry, you're still breathing. He's still on his last breath." The little fellow popped her head out and said in a soft voice.
Lu huaijiang almost laughed out of anger.
He was so angry that he laughed.
"Then, shouldn't I still have to thank you?" Damn it, this little girl was only as tall as her waist. She was short and small, but she was actually so heavy.
In the future, he might as well not use any spell techniques to exorcise the evil spirits. His weight was enough to crush the other party to death.
Jiang huailu stood up from behind grandma Zhu and waved her hand shyly."No need for thanks. If you feel like you owe me, you can help me do my homework a few more times in the future."
