C3447 The Transformed Pan September

"Bang!"

The giant hand covered the sky. Cover everything in September.

The giant hand slowly pressed down, carrying an endless aura of death. Pan Jiuyue's soul, body, and consciousness seemed to have been frozen at this moment.

"Leave him alive."

Just as Pan Jiuyue thought that she was about to die, a faint voice sounded.

"Swoosh!"

The large hand's movements became sluggish