With a slight hook of the sickle, Xia Mi snatched the dragon-slaying sword.

She was not happy and was shocked, but it was too late to get out and block.

The violent fists struck her body, and the sounds of skin and flesh touching and bones breaking could be heard endlessly.

The two figures moved quickly in the tunnel for dozens of meters before stopping.

The figure is divided into two parts, one is standing and the other is lying down.

"elder sister!"

Fenrir's tone became angry, and there was an invisible force stirring in the air.

"Fenrir, don't move."

Xia Mi's weak voice sounded in time.

"oh."

The giant dragon lay down again aggrievedly.

"Ahem, let's relieve our anger now."

She struggled to get up, vomiting blood and pieces of internal organs from her mouth.

The power of Yanling was repairing her body, but the pain she suffered was real.

If Lu Mingfei hadn't withdrawn his strength in the end, she might have been beaten to death.

"Let the ceremony begin."

Lu Mingfei turned around, his expression unclear in the darkness.
Chapter completed!