C1897 Huaxing Seven Swords

He was going to self-destruct.

He would rather die than continue to suffer.

"You want to self-destruct?"

Mu Qingmei's eyes focused, and retracted her hand. Young cultivator's body was caught.

After Mu Qingmei grabbed it, Young cultivator's body gradually shrank, and immediately pushed back the power that was circulating around him