C82 Trial

Sima Muyun looked at his broken palm and his pupils dilated. Then, he suddenly shrunk and broke out in a cold sweat. He shouted, "Save, save me!"

Zhao Yun's sword directly cut off Sima Muyun's wrist, and fresh blood spurted out like a fountain from Sima Muyun's severed palm.

The male pets had never seen such a bloody scene before. When they saw Sima Muyun walking towards them