C483 Dark night interception

Xiao Yi's gaze was cold, as he looked at the two flying daggers. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand. He stretched out his hand and grabbed that cold light.

The black shadow that was hiding on the camphor tree saw Xiao Yi trying to grab his throwing knives. Immediately, a trace of ridicule emerged from the corner of his mouth.

He had used countless throwing knives in the past few years