C1230 Invitation

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. All of Strange Clan Cultivator could only watch helplessly as Qin Ge's finger pierced into Lang Hao's palm. Drops of blood kept dripping down, making pattering sounds as they fell to the ground.

"You..." Lang Hao roared loudly.

But before he could finish, Qin Ge interrupted him. He first pulled back his finger, then sneered and said