C44 Meeting(2)

He's still meditating when we get back.

Zang Mei did not want to wait for him to finish. It was only a few hours before dawn, so she directly put down the medicinal herbs and prepared to leave.

But at this time, it was that familiar suction force that pulled her back.

An iron palm grabbed her thin neck. Although it did not use force, it grabbed the vital point of a fatal blow