C40 Final Tear(4)

It was like an illusion in a mirror.

The Demon Slaying Sword almost slipped out of her hand. She staggered back a step, holding on tightly to it.

The child spirit noticed that something was wrong, so it stepped forward and grabbed her, saying in a deep voice, "Xia Ji, quickly throw away the Demon Slaying Sword …"

"No!"

"Xia Ji, let go …"

Her eyes turned red from killing