The outsider warrior scrambled to dodge, putting distance between himself and Mu Qingge, and clutched the wound on his neck with his hand, his back muscles twitching to stem the flow of blood.
His eyes were filled with Yin Zhe, glaring at Mu Qingge with venomous hatred, his gaze as if infused with poison: "A mere ant from the Lower Realm dares to ambush me! I swear, today I shall not only kill you and desecrate your corpse, but also torture to death everyone in this world who is connected to you, to vent the hatred in my heart!"
The malicious words made Mu Qingge's eyes darken.
This battle was destined to be one of life and death.
However, she did not intend to die. Therefore, he would have to be the one to die!
In her clear eyes, a cold killing intent quickly formed. Mu Qingge moved her feet, green light enveloping her body, and charged at the outsider warrior like a cannonball.
