On the verge of widowhood

Just when Bai Qing thought he was going to be strangled to death like this, an extremely strong golden light burst out in front of his eyes.

His whole body was thrown out like a shot put out of his hand, and hit the ground heavily, a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, and at the same time, the cold heavy rain drenched his whole body.

However, he was picked up almost immediately, and a light green lighted oil-paper umbrella was suspended above his head to isolate the heavy rain, even the pain was isolated, his vision gradually became clear, and his breathing became smoother.

Not far away are three staggered figures, silvery white knife light, light green fluorescence and red smoke intertwined.

Bai Qing clearly saw a golden Chunhua Yuanbao lying at his feet, which had been broken into two halves.

Bai Qing heard Bai Zi's voice clearly: "It's all right...it's all right..."

His voice was still shaking like a reed in the wind and rain, but the arms around him were as steady as a rock.