Hei Xinjiu’s mood was like falling into a muddy pond from the clouds. She was so angry that she poked little Wu Yun and cursed, “You Useless Thing! Can you only hack dozens of weak little heavenly lightning bolts?”?
Little Wu Yun trembled. Although she could not speak, hei xinjiu could feel that little Wu Yun was very wronged.
It was rare for Hei Xinjiu to have a conscience. She did not scold Little Wu Yun anymore. Instead, she comforted herself, “Although this little Wu Yun is a little weak, it can at least gather lightning. This little Wu Yun can gather more lightning and strike me whenever it’s free. It’s not bad.
“Moreover, this thing can be used as a blanket and blanket. It’s light and gentle. It’s not bad.
“Most importantly, I can use it to annoy Wu Yun and use it to seduce Wu Yun. It’s simply wonderful!”
Di beiming glanced at her indifferently. This little rascal was very easy to satisfy, and it had to be said that he was somewhat... not annoying.