"It was I who was wrong for sparing your life on the train! You dare keep a zombie demon!!"
The white-bearded old man's face was full of regret and killing intent.
"I haven't kept any zombie demon, you have completely misunderstood me." I knew once he started fighting seriously, I would be no match, so despite my splitting headache, I could only patiently explain, "The little zombie demon is named Congcong, he was just an ordinary child, a victim... hey, you... "
"Witch, you speak nothing but lies!"
The old man didn't listen to a word I said. He rushed over and firmly grasped the hilt of the Bronze Sword hanging in the air.
In a flash, a dazzling red light erupted.
The Gang Qi from the Bronze Sword shattered my flower hairpin to the ground, and I was so shaken that my Qi Sea churned, blurring my vision as I staggered backwards.
Without rushing to find a footing to stabilize myself, the Sword Qi from the Bronze Sword fiercely stabbed towards my abdomen.
