C186 Prestorm

Seeing the lady who was retreating, Xiang Rongcheng did not want to play with her anymore. With a twist of the sword blade, the hand that cut the pretty face of the lady sent the sword flying, then said with a smile: "Thanks!"

"Hmph, don't worry, we will definitely meet again!" Hua Rong gritted her teeth as she spat out those words. At this moment