C1212 Worship

Pooh-pooh-pooh-poo.

"Ah ~"

Jin Buhuan grabbed Du Huo's palm and pulled it. Du Huo's arm was just like Wu Yan's arm, it was easily torn off by Jin Buhuan.

Du Huo let out a miserable cry and staggered a few steps back. His face twitched. He covered the bloody wound with his hand and his face turned pale. Cold sweat dripped down and the corners of his mouth twitched in pain. However