The palm-sized bloody gash on her head healed rapidly, just like the blooming flower of the other shore that quickly closed again.

No trace was left of the original wound location.

If it weren't for the blood on her face, she looked as if she wasn't injured at all.

The crimson blood flowed quietly on Hong Mian's delicate and flawless face, making her even more charming.

Her demonic blood pupils were beating wildly, and she shouted hysterically:

"You want to stop me from saving Ling'er."

"You're that bastard's accomplice."

"Kill you!!!"

Endless murderous intent and sky-high hatred are released.

Hong Mian's hands were in a seal, and long blood-colored hair flowed out from behind her like a tide.

The entire sky was covered in long bloody hair, like a churning sea of ​​blood.

Mist Crow was in a sea of ​​blood composed of surging scarlet hair. His Mist Crow technique failed and he had nothing to hide.

The hairs climbed up the shoulders of the crow old man like winding snakes, wrapping around his neck, chest and every inch of skin on his body.

He was out of breath, but the red hair was still tightening inwards.

E Crow wanted to beg for mercy, but the moment he opened his mouth, the red hair strangled his tongue and strangled his tongue into pieces.

Severe pain invaded his brain, and the scream of a beast before its death came from his throat.
Chapter completed!