When he was thinking about it, the sharpness in his eyes suddenly became fierce. He quickly reached out and grabbed the hand that was about to pat him on the shoulder, and quickly turned around to twist the man's arm!
With a "ouch", Wu Ying was caught by the edge of the sword and her arms were twisted behind her back.
Just now, she just wanted to play a joke with him, but she did not expect his reaction to be so sensitive and quick, and he could even defeat the enemy with one move. How could he be so powerful?
"It's you again!"
After he saw clearly that it was the girl who fought with him with a spear, he hesitated for a few seconds. Finally, he loosened his hand, but he frowned tiredly and looked at Wu Ying.
Wu Ying pursed her mouth and withdrew her arm, rubbing it with a grievance.
