Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
At this mont, Mu Qing gathered her strength and threw a second punch.
Her attack thod was simple and crude, but the power of the fist wind alone was not sothing the ghost could withstand.
With a second punch, a hurricane tore through the air, and a large number of ghosts were torn apart by the fist wind.
“Oh my god, Xiao Qing’s strength was actually not picked up by a top combat team with such capabilities. What do we have that we actually managed to get such a good deal?” The secretary of Snow Wolf was dumbfounded.
“You were the one who chose her. I wanted to ask you where you picked this monster,” Tuo Yan couldn’t help but complain.
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