"Let go of your Grandpa Mosquito at once..." Seeing that his mouthpart had been caught, the Mosquito Daoist still dared to act arrogant. Zhang Qing pointed with his left hand, and streaks of Chaos Sword Qi shot toward the giant mosquito.
With a series of soft pops, the Blood-Winged Black Mosquito was instantly pierced with several transparent holes. "Ah, stop! Realized Person, spare me!" Unexpectedly, he was someone who knew how to bend and stretch; just moments ago he had called himself Grandpa Mosquito, and in the blink of an eye he was addressing Zhang Qing as a Realized Person.
"What future is there for you in that Sea of Blood? You always have to be on guard against Ancestor Styx. How about coming with me?" Zhang Qing felt a fondness for his talent.
Chapter 44