C387 Not Even Dead

As he said that, the hand on his waist slipped down powerlessly, and even the man fell to the side.

Lou Zhiwei cried out in alarm as she pulled her horse back and carried him into the snow.

"Seven Killing Strikes!" Seventh Kill, wake up! "

The temperature of the body had not yet completely dissipated, but she did not have the strength to lift a large man back onto the horse