At the same time, he saw the two soldiers lying on the ground in the tent.
As expected.
Xiao Qirui looked at him with bloodshot eyes. Although he said that he was looking, his eyes were unfocused. He ignored the danger of his right hand, which was holding the sword, breaking. He clenched his left fist and attacked fiercely.
Worried that Song Jingchen would kill his young master, Xiao Li hurriedly explained, "My young master is still conscious. He just told me to leave quickly."
Song Jingchen hesitated for a moment before letting go of his wrist and choosing to defend.
The two fists collided, and he was forced back dozens of steps. Shock flashed across Song Jingchen's eyes.
Xiao Qirui's expression was cold as he slashed over with his sword again, filled with killing intent.
