Chương 683: Mystical Dog Hair

"I heard you want to capture me? And kill Bu Fang? Who are you? Why are you so haughty?"

The clear and cold voice lingered on Gluttony Square, making many people bewildered. Then, they saw the slender figure raise her white hand to resist the long lance. Invisible waves of energy spread.

This woman… could stop the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son's lance?

How could she do that?

And was this woman the Netherworld creature the Saint Son's mentioned?

Xiao Yue clutched his chest, with his mouth bleeding. His pupils shrank when he saw Nethery standing in front of him. He couldn't believe that.

Bu Fang was still sitting at his table, with his face calm. He seemed not bothered, turning to look at them.

The Heavenly Spring's Saint Son squinted. He coldly assessed Nethery. This Netherworld creature told him that he was haughty? Funny indeed…