"No, no!"
"Hurry up and dissolve this contract!"
With bloodshot eyes, Guma Quasi-Emperor charged towards Little Sparrow Demon, gritting his teeth and looking as if he was going to devour her.
Frightened, Cai Ying trembled.
But at this moment, the contract also activated.
Harboring murderous intent towards the master, the contract quickly targeted his main soul.
Instantly, Guma Quasi-Emperor leaped three thousand zhang.
"Ah!"
"No..."
Clutching his head and howling in pain, it was as if he had been recited the Tightening Spell, enduring unbearable suffering.
Brother Cheng inside the sword scabbard watched the scene, clicking his tongue.
"Well, this isn't too bad."
He suddenly realized that this might be better than killing him.
Now, Guma Quasi-Emperor certainly wishes he were dead.
"What a pity, Little Sparrow Demon doesn't have a cruel enough heart; otherwise, he would suffer even more in the future."
He was completely right.
