"Sizzle!"
Blood splattered everywhere.
Gu Qinger's famed sword broke in half, and his body was split into two.
Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.
He couldn't understand it, but he was greatly shocked.
"Why, why did you have to do that?"
At this moment, a notification popped up on the Information Bar.
"+(Hallucinating, Passive Points+) +."
Only then did Xu Xiaoshou suddenly wake up.
He turned around and saw Gu Qinger standing behind him, hugging his thigh with a terrified expression.
"Brother Chen, save me!"
"Saving a life is better than building a seven-storied pagoda."
This fellow...
Xu Xiaoshou felt his scalp go numb.
The Fantasy Sword Technique just now was so smooth that even he could not see through it right away.
This Gu Qinger was really something!
However, how many beatings did this clown have to endure before he could be so skilled and predict all of his Senior Brother's moves and take the necessary precautions in advance?
