C97 Devil's Nightmare Killing Purple Clouds

For a moment, silence reigned.

The corners of Zi Rong's mouth curled up with difficulty.

She lowered her head and looked at the hand that was tightly gripping her wrist. She felt as if a wolf had entered the mouth of a tiger …

But she still had the thought of talking about moving her ears.

"You, you, let go first!"

Zi Rong swallowed her saliva and panicked