C489 The Result of Not Caring about the Beauty of Others
"Roar!"
The creature opened its gaping maw and viciously snapped at Zhang Qingsong's head.
"A fine Familiar, yet it's a shame that your sneak attack can't harm me."
Zhang Qingsong, who had been facing away from the three-eyed purple leopard, had unexpectedly turned to face the beast. Far from being panicked, he calmly uttered a spell.
"Ghostly Light Screen."
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Meanwhile
