Chapter 239

"You bastard who doesn't know how to live or die!" Qu Guang's murderous spirit appeared in his eyes, stretched out his hand and grabbed Su Moyu.

Su Moyu was awe inspiring in his heart, and his black wings fluttered, and he avoided the danger.

But when Su Moyu withdrew a few feet away and stood still, he found that his shoulder was still scratched by the other party's fierce finger wind.

"Don't you want to help me die? That's how you help me?" Qu Guang felt that he had the chance to win, so he didn't worry about Su Moyu.

It feels like a cat catching a mouse. You always have to play enough before you eat it.

"It's really different from those people. It seems that I can't be merciful," Su Moyu whispered.

"Show mercy?" Qu Guang seemed to hear the best joke in the world. After covering his stomach and laughing for a long time, he said, "I'm going to open my eyes. What do you look like when you don't show mercy!"

Su Moyu nodded and turned his hand. The ancient flag appeared in his palm.

"This flag seems to be..." Qu Guang frowned slightly, as if he thought it looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

"This is also my twelve golden saints