Startled by this voice, Yuan Kun's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and at the same time, a sense of danger suddenly began to emanate from within him.
The next moment, before Yuan Kun could react, a series of muffled thuds erupted around him, popping like firecrackers.
This made Yuan Kun instinctively turn to look behind him.
He then saw the people behind him fall to the ground one by one, dying without any sign of reaction, or rather, they didn't even have the chance to react before they were reporting to hell.
In the blink of an eye, all of these people had fallen to the ground, motionless.
And at this point, a curvaceous silhouette slowly came into Yuan Kun's view.
The figure had golden hair, eyes like blue diamonds, and the complexion of an Irishwoman, standing not far in front of him, watching Yuan Kun with a smile that was not quite a smile.
Upon seeing this woman, Yuan Kun's heart started to pound uncontrollably.
