Hearing the familiar voice from behind, Beiming Xue couldn't help but be both surprised and delighted, quickly turning her head to look back.
Sure enough, standing behind her was a man with a stern expression.
"Brother Wang Yan—" Beiming Xue couldn't help but shout excitedly.
Seeing Wang Yan actually standing up, Li Ji and others, who had previously shown a cruel expression on their faces, couldn't help but retreat several steps in fear.
However, at this moment everyone also saw clearly that although Wang Yan stood up, there was still a purple spear stuck in his lower abdomen.
Blood continued to flow from the wound on his abdomen, and Wang Yan's complexion was as pale as paper.
Li Ji widened his eyes and shouted, "Wolf King, you startled me. I thought you could fight again!"
Wang Yan said lightly, "I can't fight indeed, but killing a few of you worthless ones is not out of the question."
