C77 A Furious Qin Yu

The atmosphere suddenly changed. Lu Wushuang's sword was placed horizontally across Ning Wushuang's neck. Her speed was like a gust of wind, causing everyone to widen their horizons.

Ning Wushuang did not dare to move as knots and struggles flashed in her eyes. However, all of this was useless to her. If she dared to make any more movements