C199 Thundercloud

As Zhu San spoke, he also felt as if he had fallen into an icehouse, and his hands and feet felt cold.

The tip of the spear hummed. One more step and it would pierce through his throat.

As a result, he no longer dared to resist, and his attitude was even more humble than before.

Only when Xu Liusu put down the soul-stirring black spear did he finally gasp for breath