Death is truly about to arrive.
In an instant, Ning Chaotian's mind flickered with scenes from his life, as vivid as a 4D movie, extraordinarily clear. In that split second, strangely long, it seemed as if he could recall his entire life.
Following closely, the Xuantie Whip was only about a foot away from Ning Chaotian. Xi Teng was increasingly excited, his face twisted with a red flush.
But at this moment.
No one expected that...
"Shh!!!"
A dull sound suddenly resounded.
Everything seemed frozen.
Xi Teng stared wide-eyed, somewhat dreamlike. This woman, a human woman, where did she come from?
And this woman is so beautiful.
Xiao Qing grabbed the Xuantie Whip with one hand, her absolutely beautiful face bearing a pale hue, because her hand, at this moment, felt numb, only blood crazily and quickly flowed from her palm.
Her hand that grasped the Xuantie Whip was completely shattered, with bones protruding through her flesh.
