Langya stabbed at Wenren Zheao's side, but was stopped by his free hand.
He suddenly increased the strength of his grip on Fu Yuanzhou's wound, "Is this enough to make such nonsense?"
------The beast licked its lips, satisfied with the delicious taste of its prey.
The color of Fuyuan Zhou's pupils changed drastically between purple and black, and the totem was also looming on his skin.
The blood flowed more and more, and both the "blood inheritor" and the "meat" person were suppressed and unable to get close. The blood loss made his face become extremely pale.
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