"Miao..." Staring at Bai Lingmiao in the enemy's hand, Li Huowang felt as if his throat were stuffed with cotton, unable to utter a single word.
Yet Zuo Qiuyong's movements were not finished; a bloated ball of flesh began to grow inside Bai Lingmiao's body.
With a "bang," accompanied by the ball of flesh exploding, Bai Lingmiao, together with the bone spurs impaled in her body, was blasted to pieces.
Whether by intent or accident, Bai Lingmiao's head—skewered on a bone spur—happened to land right in front of Li Huowang.
"Miaomiao!!"
Seeing Li Huowang's desperate scream, Zuo Qiuyong burst into raucous laughter.
"Hahahaha~ Just savor it! This is only the beginning! In Da Liang, I bet there are plenty you care about, right? Every last one of them must die."
As Zuo Qiuyong spoke, he turned around and bent down to grab the fox-faced Heart Pan, which had somehow arrived unnoticed, into his palm.
