"AHH!"
His screams never stopped.
When he was about to run out of breath, he would subconsciously stop.
After he finished catching his breath, Gu Qinger began to roar again, as if he wanted to completely vent the shame in his heart through his screams.
"You..."
Rao Yaoyao opened her mouth, but she was unable to interrupt the young swordsman's scream. The corners of her mouth twitched slightly.
"Shut up!"
Wang Dachui really couldn't bear this ear-piercing scream.
He also couldn't understand why there was such a "special" existence at the most critical moment of this great battle, screaming to everyone on the Lone Cliff.
Wang Dachui's scolding finally interrupted the rhythm of the young swordsman's screams.
Gu Qinger suddenly stopped and regained his focus. Once again, he saw everyone looking at him.
At this moment, Gu Qinger felt a faint layer of blood in front of his eyes. His face was so hot that it seemed like it was going to explode.
