C1174 Psionic Power
"He went out?"
Fei Ling'er's face turned pale white, "Ann Sudong, he wants to run."
"Run?"
Ann Sudong said in disdain: "I already said, today, I must keep this wisp of his soul fragment here!"
"Haha, my soul fragments have completely disappeared, ignoring all attacks, how are you going to kill me?"
The mysterious man laughed out arrogantly, feeling that Ann Sudong was just talking nonsense