C58 Three Deadly Strikes

Qin Gaang looked at the densely packed ice thorns on the horsewhip, and his face turned pale.

If this whip were to hit him, he was afraid that it would kill him.

"Lin Yue, I beg you, don't kill me. Think about it, if you kill me, you will die today. Why do you need to do that?" Qin Gaang said hastily.

He was now filled with regret