On Ning Wangyang's body, that hoarse voice suddenly appeared again: "You..."
With a sigh, the voice ultimately said nothing, as if a thousand words turned into this one sigh.
At this moment, he finally understood.
He thought he had completely controlled Ning Wangyang, but little did he know that this man was never under his control from the beginning to the end.
"Come on!" Li Chen let out a long howl, and his body suddenly began to change.
Red hair danced, and the blood-colored long knife seemed to carry an endless thirst for blood.
"Here I come!" Ning Wangyang's lips curled into a smile, and the Black Sword blazed fiercely, suddenly stabbing towards Li Chen.
"Boom!!"
...
"What happened?"
Sulin looked bewildered as he glanced to the side, and beside him, Patricia also looked towards the direction the noise came from.
Both of them had indeed joined the battle.
