Those were strands of verdant vine silk, rooted in the bloody froth, blossoming into multicolored little flowers, exuding a faint, barely perceptible fragrance.
Li Kuangmao trembled, offering his cervical spine back under Tian Xinghuo's claws.
The lion's tail became motionless once again.
Zhang Shan collapsed to the ground, tears flowing.
How far is this from the West State?
Even the West State Boss is aware?
"Cough... cough..."
Tian Xinghuo was still coughing.
"Ptooey..."
He spat out another mouthful of bloody froth onto the car seat, right in front of Li Kuangmao.
Tian Xinghuo smiled.
The curse continues, and it's getting stronger!
It means Mu Tianren is still approaching!
Good!
Let him come!
Li Kuangmao cried!
Tears flowed out.
Senior Brother Mu must not come! He must not come! Absolutely must not!
Senior Brother Mu's Immortal Beast is very special, capable of divination. He won't come, he won't come!
