Meng Qiu who had collapsed on the ground couldn't even make a sound, let alone getting up.
It was so painful all over his body, as if it was going to shred apart anytime. He could only lie feebly on the ground with his eyes big widening.
This was the gap between him and Jun Wu Yao.
Even the First Spirit Envoy of the Soul World seemed to be so weak in front of Jun Wu Yao, not even able to withstand a single blow. It was as if the incident that had happened thousands of years ago had once again reoccurred. However, Meng Qiu had now been labeled as a traitor, he was no longer fighting for the Spirit Tree.
"I'll leave him to you." Jun Wu Yao strode back and turned his head, looking at Blood Velvet.
Blood Velvet smiled exceedingly brightly as he walked near Meng Qiu who was lying limply on the ground. While grinning, he squatted down and looked at Meng Qiu who was unable to move.
