C238 Fierce Killing

I was stunned for a moment.

What was Xiaoya trying to do? Was she going to bring back her best friend?

At this moment, Na Zheng walked out of the house with the peach wood sword in his hand and stood beside me.

His small face was tightly clenched, and he was obviously a little afraid of the new Yin Soul.

Xiaoya was only at the middle stage of the Yin Resentment