C1081 The Abandoned Xiao Ming

But it was incredible that a soldier could produce such a thing.

The flying needle was thrust forward.

Xiao Ming's eyes were cold.

Previously, he thought that he could ease the situation. At the very least, he didn't want to be so direct. After all, that matter still needed some time.

But now it seemed impossible.

At this distance, facing a Rank Five flying needle treasure