C202 Hongyan

Lu Zifeng had never felt so weak before. The spear had pierced through his lungs. If it wasn't for his extraordinary physique and a few acupuncture points, he would have died a long time ago.

Even so, at this moment, he could feel that his consciousness was gradually blurring. He bit his lips tightly. Even if he died, he wanted to let Xu Jiaojiao successfully escape from the evil palm