She was just about to pull out some talisman to show that flower a thing or two when Luo Qingchen flicked his finger, sending a condensed gray force silently into the root of the flower. The vine and flower, which had been flaunting their fierceness, instantly froze and then rapidly withered, turning gray and dissipating as if they'd lost all vitality.
Su Xiaowan's mouth dropped open: "Wow... Brother Luo, what's this move called? 'Flick and Ashes Disappear'? So cool!"
Luo Qingchen ignored her exclamations, his expression remaining calm, yet now there was a hint of wariness in his eyes. The danger here was indeed hidden beneath beauty.
