As the white smoke slowly entered his nasal cavity as he breathed slowly, Guo Xihao's eyes gradually came up with many phantoms, and his body began to gradually become blurred under the condition of the white spray.

"hateful..."

although Guo Xihao's steps are in disorder at the moment, Guo Xihao's consciousness is clear and dizzy. Guo Xihao is ready to run away from the people who spray his own medicine!

before he stepped out, Guo Xihao pulled him down!

"who are you? Why do you harm me... "

"let go! I also work for others! It doesn't matter to me! "

feeling the strength of Guo Xihao's hand, the young...