The cold snake sighed and stood up slowly. Slowly, he polished his finger. He drew up the cloth and put it back into Lei Zihan's mouth to keep her from talking. Then he slowly went to Yecheng. "Alas, three minutes later, I heard that you have made great progress in your abilities, but I didn't expect it to be so awful. Only a little bit I could see that you were like an immortal little strong man, wounded into it." It's not dead yet. Don't you want to die? Do you want to see if your little girlfriend really enjoys and dies painfully? Don't worry, I can't say an arithmetic....