The spear thrust directly into the carriage and pierced the man's sleeve.
Was he injured or not?
Gu Jiao frowned, and in the next second, a figure rapidly approached her from behind.
Its speed was incredibly fast, and Gu Jiao promptly pulled out the Red-Tasseled Spear and leapt forward.
Hei Feng Wang moved forward in sync and caught Gu Jiao.
Riding on the horse's back, Gu Jiao looked at her cold, gleaming spear tip—no blood, it didn't strike?
This Chu Feipeng truly lives up to his reputation, no wonder he was able to shoot the juvenile divine general Jingkong.
"You brazen child, how dare you sneak attack my foster father!"
The speaker was the young swordsman who nearly injured Gu Jiao a moment ago.
This person was called Zhao An, Chu Feipeng's adopted son, just turned twenty this year.
