Using Money to Buy Your Life, A Worker Obsession (2)

The wings were not corporeal. After falling to the ground, they turned into specks of starlight and quickly disappeared.

But Mu Zhixing's injuries were genuine.

Lying on the ground, he struggled to get up as blood flowed uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were full of fear.

Only now did he realize that Zhou Shu wasn't joking with him.

Zhou Shu could really kill him.

Mu Zhixing couldn't remember how many years it had been since he had faced such a life-and-death crisis.

In fact, he had followed the Eastern Celestial Thearch for many years, and there were only a few times when he really faced a life-and-death crisis.

In his memory, this was the first time he had been in such a sorry state.

This made him ashamed and angry. He wished he could find a hole to hide in.

At this moment, Zhou Shu took a step forward and arrived ten meters in front of him. He slowly raised the Celestial Thearch Sword.