บท 1034: Fear

Ning Lang looked back and cursed out. "I'm a fool if I don't run away. Do you think we're like you?! Come after me if you have guts, damn old witch! If you catch this young master, I'll consider you having some skill!"

The golden boots on his feet displayed their power. He ran as fast as a shadow and as swift as the wind. The evil Nascent Soul cultivator couldn't catch up with him, but she was unwilling to let them go. Thus, she was chasing after him with gritted teeth, especially when the little fatty turned around and scolded her from time to time. However, she still couldn't catch that abdominal kid, which made her angry to the point of nearly spitting blood.

"Damn little fatty! Don't let me catch you! Otherwise, I will peel your skin while you are alive!"