In the small square.
Four people were panickedly staring at the edge.
The ground had long been stained red with blood.
It stimulated their senses.
At this moment, Gu An was holding Meng Fa's head in one hand, his indifferent eyes carrying a hint of sternness.
Meng Fa was already frightened by the person in front of him.
The intense pain in his body made him tremble non-stop.
Even his strength seemed somewhat unable to circulate.
They were of the same realm, but he had no strength whatsoever to fight back.
His heart was covered with regret; why did he provoke the person in front of him for no reason.
At this moment, Gu An's indifferent voice came again: "I didn't hear clearly just now, what did you call me?"
Cold sweat mixed with blood flowed continuously from Meng Fa's forehead.
