But only half of it. His whole body suddenly stopped in place, and the unknown mass in his eyes once again prevented his power from reviving.

He couldn't help but groaned in pain.

The werewolf was originally shocked by Chen Senran's sudden sword. The angle just now was really an angle he could not avoid. If Chen Senran stabbed him, he would not have to suffer any skin injuries.

At this moment, Chen Senran was stunned. Although he didn't know why, when would he not fight back at this time?

He hesitated slightly and leveraged his strength to the wall on the other side again, and slapped Chen Senran hard.

"Puchi--" This time Chen Senran did not block it. He was captured by the werewolf and was shot away from the spot and hit the wall heavily.

"Cough--" He couldn't help coughing, and his body felt even more painful with flesh tearing.

He could no longer stand up.

"Little boy, you have no chance." Werewolf Warwick looked at Chen Senran, who was lying in the corner of the wall, and hugged her arms, "Accept the arrangement of fate."

"Cough--" Chen Senran did not take his words. He coughed, gritted his teeth and leaned the strange-shaped blade in his hand to the ground, barely standing up.

Ye Yu was still falling and hitting him.

Very cold.

Could it be that tonight is really the death of me, Chen Senran? (To be continued...)

ps: First update.
Chapter completed!