In a daze, she felt her body lift into the air.
Why this sensation again?
No longer feeling sleepy, Feng Yueya opened her eyes and was surprised to find that she was indeed floating in mid-air.
Looking up, she met Yun Shangyuan's teasing expression.
"You ghost, what are you doing? Put me down now."
Feng Yueya tried to resist using her Spiritual Power, but it was suppressed as soon as she exerted it.
How could a Fourth Rank Swordsman be a match for a Sword Emperor?
"Yue Yaya, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you," Yun Shangyuan said with a smile, his hands gathering Spiritual Power as he reached out to pull her sash.
Feng Yueya was shocked, he was going to take off her clothes!
"Stop! You big pervert, what on earth are you trying to do!"
Usually, it was one thing for him to quietly undress her, but now doing it in front of her face, how could she possibly tolerate it.