C1923 Lycoramine

"Miss!" It was a white-haired old man. When he saw Xuan Shiyu fall to the ground, he ran even faster.

In almost an instant, he arrived at Xuan Shiyu's side. "Miss, it's too late!"

Suddenly, the old man felt something was rapidly approaching him, so he coldly snorted, turned around, and struck out with his palm without even looking!

"Ah!

Hearing the screams behind him