Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 231: The Softest Persimmon(2/2)

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Quan Shuheng laughed loudly, looked at Lu Chen disdainfully, and said: "Lu Chen, you are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue. Since you want to be a dog so much, I will help you."

"etc!"

Just when Quan Shuheng was about to take action, Lu Chen suddenly spoke.

"What, you want to beg me for mercy now?" Quan Shuheng looked proud, shook his head and said: "Unfortunately it's too late, even if you kneel down and beg me now, I can't save you. Aren't you very good at alchemy? Now

You can make elixirs to heal your injuries."

"I said, killing you is like killing a dog!"

While Lu Chen was talking, he mobilized his poisonous energy and soul power to fuse.

"Lu Chen, kneel down for me!"

With that said, Quan Shuheng turned his hand and moved towards Lu Chen to suppress it.

Seeing this scene, countless people couldn't help but shook their heads. Everyone seemed to see Lu Chen's miserable appearance. Lu Chen sat there like an old monk in trance. Suddenly, the poisonous gas and soul power in his body completely merged, and a wave of

An amazing aura emanated from him.

Quan Shuheng had just rushed to his side. Feeling the momentum, he immediately retreated to the side like a bereaved dog. After retreating for tens of meters, he stopped, and looked at Lu Chen with a pair of eyes in confusion.
Chapter completed!
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next