"Bang!"
"Awoo..."
"Pfft!"
Lan Qingyun's figure flickered, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Lan Mei'er, without any courtesy, reaching his claw towards her shoulder...
Just at that moment, after cursing, Little Miss threw the few shopping bags held in her left hand and sent a soft punch right into Lan Qingyun's abdomen.
A bang was heard, Lan Qingyun's face contorted with pain, his wailing was extraordinarily tragic, and his body flew backward in midair, spewing a blood arrow from his mouth.
This scene was too startling; more than ten people surrounding them were all dumbfounded and opened their mouths wide in shock, their faces blank, even their eyes were fixated, as if they had seen a ghost.
No one expected that a seemingly harmless Little Miss, who looked at most ten years old and like a porcelain doll, could punch a powerful Tenth Stage on the spot, causing him to vomit blood and fly backward.
