After dealing with the werewolf, Lin Shu did not pause for a second. Her figure shuttled through the pack of werewolves like a ghost. The spear in her hand moved like a living thing, sweeping horizontally and thrusting straight, with every attack carrying the force of a thousand jun.
Those werewolves attempting to get close fell one after another under her onslaught, either pierced through the body by the tip of the spear or batted away by the shaft.
Meanwhile, jinxes continued to rain down from the air.
Chapter 138