Nether Ming’s expression stagnated when he heard the words, and the anger in his heart gushed out uncontrollably. If it weren’t for Finn to be the disciple of the Lord of the Sky Demon, he would now wish to separate life and death with this person.
Just as he was brewing a counterattack, Finn withdrew his hand again and said kindly: “I’m just joking with you. You won’t take it seriously? To be honest, you are still pretty good. If you are serious, you But I lost.”
Hearing this, Nether could no longer listen. The blood in his mouth grew more and more, and he was about to squirt out. Half of it was swallowed back by the oath, and the other half was angry.
Obviously, Finn didn’t care about him at all, so talking to him was so casual.
“It’s a fool!”
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