"Brother. I saved that card for future use."
Gao Xiaoqing tried hard to endure the pain.
"Aren't you foolish?!"
Gao Tianlang howled.
What was the situation like now? Yet, you're still thinking of keeping the trump card?!
You almost died, okay!
Buzz—
He had a bottle of medicated wine in his hands.
Countless light and shadow particles drifted in the air and landed on his younger sister's body, seemingly healing her injuries gradually. However, those damn hoof prints were still obvious!
"Brother, it hurts…" Gao Xiaoqing muttered.
"It's alright. Wait a little while more."
Gao Tianlang held his sister as his heart ached. "You'll recover very soon."
His heart was raging with murderous intent.
Bulls!
Bulls again!
The damn bulls!
"Bull Demon King!"
Gao Tianlang's tone was sinister and scary.
One day, he would exterminate this guy!!!
"Brother.
It may not be him.