"It's over."
Qin Zi looked at the gigantic hand looming down on him, a sense of despair rising in his heart.
The gap was too vast.
He took a deep breath, just about to use his unique skill—Calling for Dad!
Suddenly.
A figure stood in front of him, and before he could react, a punch struck out.
"Bang!!"
The gigantic hand in the sky exploded suddenly, shattering into pieces, and the force of the punch continued towards Master Qingyang.
"Xuan Yunzi! It's you again!!"
Master Qingyang roared in anger through gritted teeth, his eyes almost spitting fire.
Last time, it was this old bastard who attacked him from behind and then dunked him into a cesspool.
"Dare not harm my young master!"
Xuan Yunzi spread his arms, protecting Qin Zi, and said righteously.
Qin Zi was stunned.
And Master Qingyang was also stunned, then sneered coldly, "Old Ghost Xuan Yunzi, you've really regressed with age. In your youth you were carefree, but in old age you've become someone else's dog?"
