Chen Mu wiped the blood from under his nose and spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.
If it weren't for the excruciating pain in my chest and internal organs, I would have burst out laughing.
"You're invulnerable to swords and spears, but I'll still kill you!"
Then a white figure came into view.
Chen Mu suddenly turned his head to look, his killing intent surging.
Suddenly, a figure dressed in a white coat appeared on the opposite wall.
The other person's hair was disheveled and their clothes were in disarray, indicating they had dressed in a hurry.
He held a thick-backed broadsword in his right hand, and his eyes were bright and piercing.
Zuo Sheng, the eldest son of the Zuo family!
Meeting Chen Mu's murderous gaze, Zuo Sheng's eyelids twitched, and he immediately drew his sword,
