"Gu Han."

"Don't you always want to know what my human calamity is?"

Luo Wushuang slowly raised his hands and spoke again. With a pure sense of detachment, there were countless emotions in his eyes at this moment, and there was a hint of nostalgia in his voice.

What?

Gu Han was startled!

But before he had time to react, he noticed that among Luo Wushuang's head of black hair, 90% of which was occupied by silver white, suddenly trembled. The bright silver color faded away in an instant and turned into white again.

black!

In an instant!

Without the bonus of the hair, the power of the broken little sword surged, and it immediately tore the star map into pieces, and then... passed through Zi Luo Wushuang's eyebrows!

His eyebrows were full of blood.
Chapter completed!