Zhu Tong was good at demonizing. He was already translucent and his posture was a bit weird. He seemed to be a puppet with broken strings. He struggled to stand up.
At this time, the bad old man started to attack me.
His speed was very fast. He rushed over almost when I couldn't help blinking. When I came back to my senses, the old man had already come to me, and his hand was still clutching my head tightly.
Moreover, his posture was too weird.
The old man was not tall, and even if he stood in front of me, he could only reach my chest. Therefore, when he held my head, his legs clamped my waist, which looked a little strange.
I struggled with all my might. The man was swallowed alive by the old man. Of course, I would not let myself become like that. So when the old man came close to m
