He only hoped that time would pass slowly. As long as he could wait for reinforcements, he would let Fan Yiqiu stay even if he got a little hurt. This man was really a threat to him.
"Let's drink!"
With a loud shout, Huang Yihua stands firmly on the ground and resists Fan Yiqiu's sword with all his strength.
When he came into contact with Fan Yiqiu, he felt a great force spread from the sword to his arms and then spread all over his body. His legs were all stuck deeply into the ground under his knees.
"Hm..." Huang Yihua felt a sweet taste in her throat, and a thread of red blood slowly flowed out from the corner of her mouth. The worst thing was that his feet had sunk into the soil, and Fan Yiqiu had wrapped themselves around him. He was unable to move at all.
Fan Yiqiu's face is fer
