Sss!
Bi Fan's face broke into a wild grin of triumph: "Night Emperor, I finally hurt you..."
The words were cut off midway, stuck forcibly in her throat.
Her eyes widened, and dark blood trickled from the corners of her mouth.
In front of her, her two demonic claws were frozen in the air, never touching Qin Hao.
But from behind, an indescribable agony surged through her, her body involuntarily convulsing.
Asphyxiation swept over her, and Bi Fan knew she was going to die.
As she fell, her wide-open eyes caught sight of a masked figure standing behind her, a poisoned dagger in hand, still stained with blood.
It was... her own blood!
With this thought, Bi Fang's consciousness collapsed as she hit the ground.
Witnessing Bi Fan fall, Qin Hao's expression remained calm. He looked steadily at the masked figure behind him, and chuckled, "And who might you be?"
