"It's right ahead, Aunt Feng, cover me and watch how I take down that kid," Luo Yun, with the help of Feng Yan, pursued relentlessly, only to see the white figure ahead moving at an astonishing speed.
The three of them chased and raced, running deep into the Spring Path.
The Spring Path, still blooming with flowers, filled with the chirping of birds everywhere.
Finally, the white figure in the front stopped.
"This is," Luo Yun took a closer look, it wasn't that cunning and troublesome Mixed Army little mercenary at all.
Gleaming golden hair fluttering in the wind, a beautiful face breathtaking enough, it was a lolita doll with snake hair.
From the aura she emitted, Luo Yun felt a chill in his heart, a very bad premonition.
He seemed to have fallen into a trap.
Snake-haired Little Gore, her beautiful eyes tightening, this smelly human, her master had ordered to tear him apart.
