"It shouldn't be like this! Our great Almighty Song should be standing on the clouds! How can you make my heart ache so much?"
"That's right! Lin Yehong, come out! I promise I won't beat you to death, let's have a good talk!"
"I'm going to cry just looking at this, sob..."
The magical beast did not have the capacity to feel sorry for other people. Seeing the blood on Song Qingsong's arm, its eyes suddenly lit up, and its attacks became fiercer and fiercer. It did not give Song Qingsong any chance to counterattack.
Swoosh!
Song Qingsong's leg was slashed again, and blood spurted out! Song Qingsong's leg bent downward, but he gritted his teeth and stood up straight again. His handsome figure was as straight as a carved stone statue!
The cameramen following behind also could not bear it. Even the hand holding the camera was trembling slightly, and the scene was a little shaky.
