There was a thunder in the sky, and the rain fell like it was free. The wind in the sky paused for a moment, and the rain soaked Long Yu's body. Wen Bingbing held a dagger in her left hand and stabbed it into Long Yu's stomach. Yan Rongrong stood in the air, stunned, not daring to imagine it at all.

Wen Bingbing pushed Long Yu away, a struggling smile on her face, and blood-red light shone from her eyes. Long Yu's body turned into a ball of purple flame and fell down, and the ...