"Yao Qing. F*ck your ancestors!" Yao Buqi roared and jumped up. He immediately saw Yao Qing's body limp to the ground.
Yao Buqi was stunned. "Yao Qing, what's wrong?"
He shouted, "Don't play dead with me. I haven't settled the score with you yet!"
A thought flashed through Yao Buqi's mind, and he darted out with a whoosh.
"Ahhhh!" Yao Buqi shouted and crashed into a mountain in the distance with a bang.
A moment later, he emerged from the rubble and looked at his hands and feet in surprise.
He had just wanted to run to Yao Qing's side. But in the end, he had rushed so far away with just a little strength.
My strength? Yao Buqi was full of disbelief. Didn't I almost die just now? Why did my strength suddenly improve?
The sudden increase in strength made him a little uncomfortable.
Crack!
As soon as he took a step, the stone under his feet shattered again.
