C165 19 Wins in a Row

The next moment, Lin Gui stretched out his right index finger and gently pointed it at the space in front of him.

Instantly, a spatial inscription was drawn by Lin Gui.

The space in front of Lin Gui instantly became distorted.

Xiang Nai'er's silver needles, along with the distorted space in front of Lin Gui, slipped to the other side and naturally didn't land on Lin Gui's body