Wu Yun's eyes were drawn, he knew that it was difficult to get good today.

This Yanwu Soul is absolutely not good, and it seems to be here to kill them.

Looking back at the bald bird.

Looping: "Bald, without causing the attention of law enforcement, go all out, this guy is very strong, today we may be a little troublesome."

The bald bird is indifferent: "Oh, jumping beam clown, big brother, our brothers joined forces, what is the difficulty of being unable to go?"

"Hum, don't say a big words!"

Yan Wuhun snorted coldly, "Difficulty? No, you are wrong, I am not your difficulty, I am your death!"

When the words were falling, the figure of Yan Wuwu suddenly disappeared in place.

"careful!"

Wu Yun was shocked, and the speed of the soulless soul was so fast that he couldn't even see it.
Chapter completed!