Kapitel 42: Neighbor Crisis

Before she could finish speaking, Shen Ping raised his feet and walked straight towards Yu Yan. With every step, Yu Yan's expression turned ugly. He reached the door. There seemed to be a trace of disgust on half of her face that was covered in black squirming patterns.

"Haha, I underestimated you, Fellow Daoist Shen." Yu Yan chuckled. Looking at Shen Ping, who was so close to her, her eyes were calm without any ripples. With a twist of her wrist, the robe on her body slipped off. Under the crystal lamp, one could clearly see black tendons squirming.