C321 Retreat

At this moment, the moonlight was shining.

Under the firelight, the moonlight looked weak, like a candle that could go out at any time.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the man's iron claws, which were quickly approaching him. Ye Zhiqiu pressed on his wrist and three needles flew out, his fingers grazed the Needle Sac and he took out a silver needle.

The claws brought a rustling wind