Zhou Shuling listened to the light-hearted tone and looked at the other's radiant smile, feeling a chill run down her spine.
Her head hung slightly, mist in her eyes, even at this moment.
Zhou Shuling still maintained her pitiful expression.
Two breaths of time passed.
The Taoist saw no movement from her; he slightly clenched his right hand, and a golden Thunder Arc traveled up his arm, emitting terrifying fluctuations of Spiritual Power.
The Nine Provinces Sea Eye below the Deep Sea Abyss hadn't closed yet, and Jin Xu could not afford to delay with this acting talent.
"Miss Zhou, aren't you taking action? Could it be that you regret it? If so, this Taoist can indeed lend you a hand."
The smile on Jin Xu's face gradually faded, his right hand slightly raised, ready to unleash the Hand Palm Thunder.
"Wait!"
A bratty voice came from behind him.
It was Si Yinyin who had been silent so far.
"Miss Si?"
