C162 Fighting

A trace of cold sweat emerged from Lu Baxing's back as he wiped the blood off his head that stained his palm. He looked at Xing Lele in shock and fury, if he was even the slightest bit off, would he still be able to live?

Damn it, what a ruthless woman! He furiously shouted, "Hurry up and attack!"

Hearing this, the three dwarves looked at each other and immediately rushed forward fiercely