Because no matter how she dodged, the result was the same, so Tao Qingqing could only grit her teeth and charge towards the Hateful Demon Monster rushing at her.
Just as Tao Qingqing was about to be knocked down by the Hateful Demon Monster, a pink figure carrying a fragrant breeze sped by and kicked the Hateful Demon Monster in the cheek, sending it flying.
The narrowly saved Tao Qingqing stopped, joyfully watching the figure, knowing that her crisis was over with this person's arrival, but her expression quickly turned awkward as she covered her mouth, wanting to laugh but not daring to.
"You are really a piece of garbage, I leave for just a short while and you almost get yourself killed," the figure said, hands on hips and pointing at Tao Qingqing. From the familiar voice, it was undoubtedly Wen Wen himself.
Tao Qingqing hesitated and asked, "Why are you dressed like that?"
