"Isn't it obvious at a glance? Why bother asking?"

At this time, Zhao Qingqing suddenly landed in front of the woman in the long skirt and said, "Your plan has failed."

"You, why are you okay?"

The moment the woman in the long skirt saw Zhao Qingqing, she almost spat out a mouthful of blood in shock, "You have obviously been sealed into a clay sculpture by me."

Zhao Qingqing said with a smile: "You don't really think that your little Taoism can trap my master and me, do you?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The woman in the long skirt could not accept this reality, "There is absolutely no way anyone in the world can escape my clay sculpture method! This Luofeng Mountain is my territory. Since you have gone up the mountain, you must obey my orders!"

"Okay, stop dreaming."

Zhao Qingqing waved her hand and said impatiently: "Where are your tricks? I've already seen them and I'm tired of them. Now follow me to the Tiandao Group. You may only have a little research value left."

The woman in the long skirt felt that she had been humiliated, so she raised her hand and hit Zhao Qingqing with a mud ball: "Go to hell."

"Bang!"

The mud ball exploded in mid-air and turned into countless mud arrows, chasing Zhao Qingqing.

"This trick is useless."
Chapter completed!