certainly.

It may also be that the expression changes cannot be made.

“…”

Fujiwara Tibetan looked at Kitahara Nanfeng, gasping and slowly calming down, his ferocious expression slowly restrained.

After venting the dark side in my heart wantonly.

He returned to calm down.

Anyway.

There is still more time.

Next, the chance to torture him to death is in front of you.

He had no reason to continue venting his anger on his face.

Just vent your actions.

"Bye now."

Fujiwara Tibetan slowly put down his hand covering his right eye, revealing his bloody right eye, then raised his blood-stained hand and prepared to slap Kitahara Nanfeng's face.

Make your final farewell.

but.

But.

Just like all classic stories, there is a small twist at the end.

At this time.

Just when Fujiwara Tibetan's hand was about to pat Kitahara Nanfeng's face.

A small turn also took place.

A smile suddenly appeared on Beiyuan Nanfeng's calm face.

Fujiwara Tibetan was stunned and his hands stopped in the air.

Beiyuan Nanfeng's little finger suddenly moved, and then it was like a chain reaction.

He moved forward a little.

The air around me began to shake violently.

"Broken arm."

He whispered a word.

Next second.

Puff.

One arm flew out and slammed heavily on the muddy ground, smashing a large splash of water.

The blood that gushed out violently, the explosive power brought by that moment.

He even made Fujiwara Hikaru stagger and move one step to the side.

But he didn't seem to feel the pain.

I didn't feel my arm was broken.

He just looked at Beiyuan Nanfeng in surprise, with an incredible face on his face.
Chapter completed!