chapter 121 Let me do it

Regardless of whether the sword was captured from the air or not, the sword returned in time.

At this time, Bing Ningling's sword intention also reached the place where it should go.

The air flow generated by the knife's intention had already made a thin knife mark on the back of the high chair, and also cut off several hair strands of Wen Ren Ruijie's hair.

Wenren Ruijie tilted his head, raised his sword, and stood up from the chair.

He had to ensure that...