C1281 Harvest

The resentful old man roared, countless ice crystals formed into thousands of sharp blades. They floated in the air, filled with resentment, and shot towards Wen Hua and Yue Yu.

Hu Xiao'er's mind moved, this time, he was truly prepared to take action, no matter what, he would not allow Wen Hua and the rest to die here