C618 Mustard graft

Maguang Zuozi was in mid air, her desire to kill suddenly disappeared by half, and the fire blade's light almost disappeared.

"What a strange auxiliary skill!" Maguang Zuozi was on guard, she immediately focused again, and the flames from the Flame Blade started to spew out.

"Auntie, can you not kill me?" However, Miao Miao was still smiling