"Lingchi!"

Xiaowu snorted.

The black dagger in her hand flew past Zhao Jia again and again at an extremely high frequency. Xiao Wu's body was like a green swallow, flying around Zhao Jia.

Every time Xiao Wu waves his arm, it seems to bring this terrifying beauty that makes people feel palpitations.

Five minutes later!

Zhao Jia knelt on the ground covered in blood. He dared not imagine what he had just experienced!

"Sister Xiaowu... no, no..." He began to beg for mercy.

The horror seemed to be unable to describe this girl. In those few minutes just now, Zhao Jia felt as if he was in a meat grinder.

"Say! Who kidnapped Brother Yan!"

Xiao Wu scolded.
Chapter completed!