Chapter 1977 Carving a label of identity(2/2)
The chopsticks were wrapped in golden light, penetrating the layers of power of the people behind them!
Finally, like a goddess dancing in the air...
It fell on the faces of those people...
There seems to be something painted on their faces...
No one in that group of people could come back to their senses.
Almost everyone, after a brief period of panic, let out heart-breaking roars!
Wait until the chopsticks stop...
The air is filled with the smell of blood...
From all directions, bursts of wailing continued.
I don’t know how long it took, but someone screamed in terror!!
"Ahhh! You beasts! How dare you carve the word 'mean' on our faces! Beasts!!!"
Yes……
cheap……
At this moment, the group of people behind who were about to attack them all had blood streaming from their faces.
Chapter completed!