"Hehehe, scoundrel! How do you want me to deal with you?" Qig Xiong took step by step towards Sen Rou, the smile on his face growing increasingly intense. "Do you want me to torture you slowly or swiftly? Which option do you enjoy?"
Sen Rou ignored Qig Xiong's words, and as he approached her step by step, the solemn expression on her pale face grew more profound.
However, Shi Feng and Ziyi, watching from afar in the void, didn't show any sign of intervening nor displayed any nervousness over Miss Rou'er's plight, leaving their thoughts at this moment a mystery.
As Qig Xiong's bear-like figure came closer, Sen Rou's previously serious face suddenly broke into a cold smile. Her ice-colored whip swung vigorously once again, accompanied by a fierce shout:
"Merge a Thousand Ices!"
The ice shards scattered everywhere and falling toward the Sinister Demon City below, suddenly rapidly converged, reforming into a gigantic ice-colored whip behind Qig Xiong.
