Quick!
The speed of the golden streak was so fast, the little boy couldn't react!
Sharp!
The sharpness of the golden streak was like a razor, directly severing the little boy's neck, his head rolling to the ground on the spot.
-5000!
[Yang Youyan: 10000/15000.]
A terrifying and exaggerated number appeared above the headless body.
At the same time.
"Ah..."
The beautiful woman opened her mouth but almost lost her voice.
"Ah..."
She stared blankly at the bloody little head on the ground, her mind nearly blank, her body making sounds, struggling desperately to scream.
"Aaaaaaa! Aaaaaaaa!!!!"
She collapsed on the ground, her piercing shriek almost drowning out everything else, echoing throughout the room.
Yet her distracted eyes did not notice the headless corpse exploding into a blood mist with a bang.
Something, some tangible object, was constantly expanding from the blood mist.
"Diao Deyi?!"
