C165 Compete!

"It's not a Will Strength, it's a seal!"

A crisp female voice sounded. She turned around and saw a woman in a yellow robe slowly walking over. There was nothing on her hand. There was a gentle smile on her petite face. "It's a pity that I can't let you take that girl away, because. . . She is my prey. "

As she spoke, a strange smile appeared on the corners of the woman's mouth