C571 Evil Slaughter Spike

"Is that piece of wood okay? It's just a piece of rotten and broken wood!"

Xiao Hong followed me closely and rushed over. When she saw the pile of blood-sucking grasshoppers on my leg, she jumped up and down anxiously.

"Whether it works or not depends on it."

The small knife that Xiao Hong called a piece of rotten wood was made from a hundred years old mahogany