C1844 Backkill

"Little grass, it's your turn." After everyone had finished distributing Wang Qian's blood, Luo Tian Feng suddenly remembered Luo Xiao Yao's name and called out to her.

"Mn," Luo Xiaoji said blankly, as he arrived in front of Wang Qian.

Wang Qian felt the pressure of the Runes above his head, and he continued to circulate the Qi in his body.

"Break!" Break! "Break!" Wang Qian spoke nonstop