Her wounds are not healed even witches are not opponents, and now with witches is not an opponent, for a moment, Li Tianluo heart once again burst out of despair, but think of the tragic death of her brother, she is very unwilling.

Looking at Li Tianluo who bites his lips tightly, his beautiful cheeks are covered with unwillingness, Song Yan opens his mouth and says, "Saint girl, if you believe me, I can help you!"

"How do you want to help me?" Li Tianluo stared at Song Inkstone with a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"I'll be able to move freely within a thousand miles. I can use...