"Hey, Xuezou, what Breathing Style is that?"
Dingqi could not help asking.
Persimmon smiled faintly, looking just like a child showing off a beloved toy.
"It's a Breathing Style Xia Xi developed just for me."
"Now, I call it [Snow Breathing]."
Huh?
As expected of someone from the same cohort as the Dawn Hashira-even their Breathing Styles were derivative ones.
This girl actually used her own name to name her breath-
"Young Master Ling, do you think this will do?" Qiangwei turned toward Ling Hao and asked.
Then Ling Hao was sent hurtling backward like a kite with its string cut. He flew over a thousand meters before steadying himself, then spat out the blood surging within him.
Wang Mang shifted his massive serpentine body and slithered into the depths of the pitch-black cave, coiling up on a large rock.
Hante and Yundun likewise kept their eyes fixed on Ling Hao, not sparing their injured companion so much as a glance.
Su Su turned and saw a familiar face. She was just about to smile, but when she thought of the other person's identity, she suddenly did not know what to say. In the end, she could only give an awkward smile.
Wanting to ask, but seeing the stern expression on their master's face, they did not dare ask any further and led Wu Erniu out of their master's bedroom.
Lucy nodded in agreement, then handed Mo Chen a tablet displaying a live video of Su Su.
But, regardless, the order had already been issued, and warships appeared in every region of Whale Star.
Once the corners of Su Su's lips lifted, they never dropped again. After satisfying everyone else's curiosity for gossip, she could not help lowering her head to smell the flowers.
She did not want to have