"What the heck!"
Hearing Ling Ying's words, Wu Yue found it both funny and exasperating.
She clearly wanted to stop Yang Tian.
Unexpectedly, her interference actually let Yang Tian succeed?
"Ling Ying, did you do that on purpose? I resisted for so long, and you pushed me right in with a shove..."
Ling Ying was furious.
"Think of something quickly! Yang Tian has the Demon Breath in him; if this keeps going, something bad will happen!"
Wu Zetian said nervously.
"I'm also really anxious!"
Seeing Yang Tian's rough behavior like a bull, Wu Yue's face flushed. She couldn't hold back and lifted the shovel to hit him a few more times.
"Stop hitting me, are you trying to harm me?"
Ling Ying said angrily.
But gradually, Ling Ying stopped yelling because she was enveloped by a sensation like an electric current.
"Ling Ying, why aren't you resisting anymore?"
