Countless torches rolled down the ground, burning up the withered branches and leaves on the ground. They connected into a raging fire, burning half of the Xishi Street sky like daytime.
The thick smoke choked her nose, obscuring the Yan Qinghuan's vision. It was this kind of monstrous flame, and this kind of similar scene. She was dragged by someone without any action, watching her closest relatives fight and run in the sea of flames. Could it be that what I could do was run away? !
"No——" A Shen Weihuan roar came from beside her ears. The profound bird's enormous claws rushed towards the Yan Qinghuan, only a short distance away from her hair!
One strike killed him!
You Ning flipped over the Yan Qinghuan and faced it with his back!
No! No! No! You Ning!" Yan Qinghuan was pushed back
