Damned Woman! Wasting My Precious Resurrection Chance!

The Wolf Lord clutched his beating heart and let out a low and rampant laugh.

"What should I do? You don't seem to have the Golden Dragon of Fortune. You must be in a lot of pain after losing your heart, right?

"You can't circulate your cultivation? You no longer have the ability to fight. You can only wait for death. Even if someone saves you, you'll only be reduced to a corpse with your heart broken.

"You are truly miserable."

The Wolf Lord shook his head as he stood up. He raised his long saber and suddenly slashed forward. A frightening saber light shot straight towards Zhu Yuheng's head.

"Damed woman, you wasted my precious resurrection chance! Go to hell!"

The Wolf Lord's expression was ruthless.

The Golden Dragon of Fortune only had one chance to resurrect him.

He did not expect it to be wasted by this damned woman.

How hateful!

Killing intent filled the Wolf Lord's heart.

He had to kill this damned woman!