Not far behind her, Old Li, who was just about to slaughter Wang Chao, had already fallen with his neck twisted off!
The crisp cracking sound just now was the sound of his neck being twisted off.
Old Li's eyes were round, as if he didn't understand what had happened until his death.
And next to him, was the cheerful Wang Chao.
"This can't be, how are you still awake!"
Yang Shuhuan couldn't help but yell, looking incredulously at Wang Chao.
"Why not? What's impossible?"
Wang Chao smirked, kicked Li Jing off the ground, and spoke casually, "You really thought your little techniques could control me?"
"Did you see through me from the beginning?" Yang Shuhuan panicked even more.
"Indeed!"
Wang Chao explained, "That scent on you, it should be a kind of fragrance that can make others lose their minds!"
"Of course, this fragrance is just auxiliary! Your real weapon is your eyes!"
