Lan yuanxue’s face turned green and then white. She said coldly, “You don’t have to be so full of yourself. Maybe what you say won’t have any effect.”
Yun chujiu shrugged. “Then let’s wait and see!”
Although she had not had many interactions with the plant spirit of the origin vine, she had pretty much figured out its personality.
Therefore, she felt that it was about right.
A moment later, the androgynous baby voice said excitedly,
“That’s right! Although it’s quite interesting to turn that darn girl into a bald chicken, there must be more interesting ways to torture her. I have to think about it carefully and make her cry bitterly and regret provoking me.”
As the voice spoke, the trembling of the ground began to weaken, and the wind became weaker and weaker.
Everyone could not help but reveal a look of joy, but Lan Yuanxue’s expression was a little unsightly.
She was afraid that Yun Chujiu would taunt her, so she threw the washbasin to Gou Ren and stood behind the crowd.