“Becoming anxious now? Hehe, I will also send you along the path now, so you can accompany your little cousin.”
Feng Jie grinned. The short spear in his hand, that was clearly a spirit artifact, suddenly shot out a dazzling bright light. The bright light shined upon Ling Ying and Ling Xin’s eyes, suddenly blinding them.
At this moment, he went so far as to lustily look at Ling Ying’s soft, rising mounds before piercing towards Ling Xin’s heart with his short spear.
This was the moment!
Qin Lie, who had yet to move from the start, suddenly pulled up the silver spear that was in front of him and madly infused the spirit energy of thunder and lightning hidden within his body into it.
Since the silver spear wasn’t a spirit artifact, it had no spirit diagram inscribed within it. Thus, it was unable to withstand such a violent infusion of spirit energy and suddenly began to emit sounds of fragmenting.
Qin Lie didn’t pay it much attention as he rotated his waist, throwing the silver spear with all of his might.
“Crackle crackle! Zzzt zzzt!”