C147 Despair

When Ye Fann heard Ruth counting down, his face turned even paler. He gently shook his right hand and said in his heart, "Little Slaughter, my blood essence is about to be sucked dry by you. Are you f * cking better?"

The Immortal Killing Sword seemed to really understand Ye Fann's words. It gently shook the hilt of the sword a few times