The cold and arrogant Ji Danyun kept sending signals to ask for help.

But no one was willing to lend a helping hand to her.

They all looked at each other coldly.

Under such a situation.

Ji Danyun was completely desperate.

Her skirt gauze had already been completely broken, as delicate as mutton fat jade, and her skin was exposed in the starry sky, and her body was bulging and graceful in the universe. Now she has been slow to see

No one is willing to lend a helping hand.

She has a desperate ambition.

The magic knife in his hand kept trembling.

"You guys are too bullying!!"

"I'm not your plaything!!"

"It's a big deal to die!!"

Ji Danyun, the Demon-Slaying Little Knife, cried in despair.

Just as he was about to sacrifice his life to fight with the other party.

A stream of light suddenly emerged.

That was a handsome man, standing with a knife in his arms, and his eyes couldn't help but show his jokes: "Are you Ji Danyun, the Demon-Slaying Little Knife? The ninth place in the killing list?"

Hearing this.

Ji Danyun, the Demon-Slaying Sword Master, was stunned. A look of doubt appeared on his cold and arrogant face. Isn’t the other party afraid of death?

Under such a situation, he dared to appear suddenly.

“Yes…it’s me…”
Chapter completed!