Lin Sandao was a desperado who had gone through countless brushes with death, with extremely rich combat experience. The instant He Wudi's expression changed, he had already decided how to fight.
But it was precisely because his experience was so abundant that, after only a moment's hesitation, he abandoned the option of fighting with spells.
One had to know that He Wudi had also fought his way out of heaps of corpses. Though his cultivation was slightly inferior to his and he was somewhat younger, his experience in spell combat was equally rich. Since he did not have the slightest...
Although Chu Qiao was still wearing a floral apron at the time, it did not affect her overall beauty in the least.
Later, Wu Ling understood. It was not that Kang Bo had lied. Rather, this ice doll seemed unable to speak, and her facial expressions and movements were not particularly varied either.
Lin Ying's face instantly darkened. Looking at Du Kun, who was fighting, the killing intent in his eyes surged. Clearly, Du Kun's words had stabbed straight into Lin Ying's heart, every word a sword.
"Auntie, I'm really sorry. I've been busy with things lately, so I can't find the time." Rather than saying Yi Mengyu had no time, it would be more accurate to say she was afraid Feng Jianchen would see her and treat her harshly.
Jiangshan led the others as they wandered through the entire prison. The farther in they went, the uglier Jiangshan's expression became. From the cells came waves of agonized groans and unwilling roars from time to time. Against the eerie atmosphere and flickering firelight, the entire prison was steeped in terror.
"You! You! Didn't you see that she likes me?" I pointed at Mo Xi, looking like I hated iron for