"What's going on? He gave up resisting?"

"Brother, what are you doing? You can show off. At least you can pass on the live broadcast room. If you die, where can we see the time travel?"

"Don't be dying, come and save the anchor."

Wang Nan's kick was getting closer and closer to Chu Qing, and everyone behind the screen could not help but close their eyes, not wanting to see this bloody scene.

This girl is so ruthless, I'm afraid the anchor's head will be gone.

It's this time.

Chu Qing counted three numbers silently in his heart and drew his sword.

"Little Lightsaber."

Just as I have repeated it countless times, Chu Qing's movements are smooth and rapid.

It is also a little spiritual light sword, but compared with Wang Nan, it looks like a male and a female.

Go sideways away.

Like a flash of inspiration, the sword blade was already on Wang Nan's eyebrows.

The strong wind made her unable to open her eyes and she smiled bitterly.
Chapter completed!