C1370 Meticulous mind

Inside the cabin, Wu Qiao's eyes narrowed into a pair of dangerous slits. The concealed weapon came out from his sleeve and he viciously threw it towards the black-clothed man's blade.

There was only a "ding" sound as the blade missed its target. The blade brushed past Lian Linyue's shoulder.

And at this time, the wind also seemed to fall from the sky, blocking in front of her