Bang!
The spear tip that was about to pierce her face was blocked by a staff, and Qin Gengyun's shout reached Yun Zhen's ears:
"Lady Yun Zhen, your mother is already dead. Now she's only the Spirit Corpse King. Kill her so she can be freed!"
"Young master, you really don't know how to comfort a girl. Yun Zhen, if it's too much, just fall back. The young master and I can handle these things together."
On the other side, Liu Su's sarcastic voice sounded, which caused Yun Zhen, who was grieving and nearly giving up, to feel a slight surge of determination and retorted:
"Who said I can't? I'll deal with... this Spirit Corpse King! You go and help Master!"
Qiu Zhihe said lightly, "Just deal with the enemy in front of you. I will handle the rest."
At this moment, Qiu Zhihe stood with her hands behind her back, reminiscent of an Immortal, stepping in the void, her hair flying, her posture unmatched.
