C95 Death of Zuwei

"Hey, you!" Before Ye Rou could resist, she felt her collar tighten as Wu Shuang carried her onto the other shoulder.

Ye Rou raised her head, only to see the scenery around her flying backward. Behind them, forty to fifty Night Wing Leopard were rushing towards them from all directions.

"This is the end." Ye Rou's face was as white as snow