C929 The Critical Moment
The bronze claw rose slowly, wrenching Lau Ningxuan's Soul Fruit from her grasp.
Threads of blood qi released from the claw wrapped around her soul like thin ropes. Lau Ningxuan struggled fiercely, but her efforts were futile.
Crack!
Wuxuan Taide grasped her translucent, delicate neck and, licking his lips, sneered with a malicious grin, "Little girl