C632 Keep Dreaming

* Hu...... * Qin Lang's figure suddenly flashed and he clenched his fists.

Ye Lang's expression changed drastically. He subconsciously wanted to touch the spear, but he found that his wrist had turned cold. After that, a sharp pain rushed to his head.

He couldn't help but scream in pain. He staggered back three or four steps, and then lowered his head to look at his right hand