"OMG!"
"Xiao Wu…"
Feng Wu was covered in wounds.
Her clothes were stained with blood.
No one could tell how many times the sword had cut her because her dress was soaked.
She looked like she had been showered with blood.
The blood even dripped on the ground like raindrops.
Feng Wu had the soft armor, but it could only cover her torso and keep her internal organs safe.
The rest of her body wasn't protected.
Oh god…
Feng Xun burst into tears.
Xuan Yi's eyes were bloodshot red, and he wanted to tear Fuhara into pieces.
However, it was a life-or-death battle.
No matter how furious they were, there was nothing they could do before Feng Wu came off the stage.
It looked so painful.
Everybody felt sorry for Feng Wu.
She was so pretty and so talented.
How could that man hurt her like this?
Their eyes burned with hatred, and they wanted to fight the Dongsang Kingdom to the death.
