Wang Dadong's gaze instantly turned utterly horrified, because the person holding Gui Jingjing's severed head… was Gui Jingjing herself!
Staring at two identical faces, Wang Dadong felt a little dazed.
The intact Gui Jingjing gave an evil little grin. "Wang Dadong, even if you kill one of me, there will still be thousands upon thousands more of me. The appearance of the Plunderer army is already unstoppable. I advise you not to oppose the Plunderers anymore, or this outdated product will be your outcome!"
The intact Gui Jingjing's fingernails rapidly lengthened, then stabbed into the head of the Gui Jingjing that only had a head left.
The Gui Jingjing who was nothing but a head, although unable to speak, was still not dead. Her eyes looked miserably at Wang Dadong, as if wanting to say something to him.
Bang!
The intact Gui Jingjing's palm suddenly clenched, and Gui Jingjing's head turned into a spray of blood mist.
Huge waves surged in Wang Dadong's heart.
