C749 Assassinate 3

If it was in normal times, the wok paste would definitely not catch up to the incense. But now, Wu Xiang was hurt by Murong Sheng, and he could not run fast enough, in a short while, the pot paste had caught up to him.

Clutching his shoulder, Wu Xiang could only feel fresh blood flowing out from between his fingers. Half of his body was in extreme pain.

That damned girl Murong Sheng