chapter 117 Devour

His movements became slower and slower, until he became almost a statue.

Iwan Harvard suddenly rushed forward, and two snow-white flying flowers condensed. The flying flowers were extremely beautiful, but extremely dangerous, and flew towards Zhao Sanshan.

Zhao Sanshan wanted to dodge, but he couldn't move at all.

The flying flowers fell on him silently, but two holes as big as bowls were blown on Zhao Sanshan's body. From the front of him, one could see his back.

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