"Yanyan, could it be that you started a romance and discarded it with that young fresh-faced Great Demon King of the Demon Realm, abandoned your husband and child, and now Heavenly Father is taking the opportunity to punish you!"
An electric light bright enough to illuminate a hundred miles flashed across the sky, highlighting Pu Yanlan's pale face, the trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, and the bitter smile on her face,
"Shiyi, I'm impressed by you! At a time like this, you still have the heart to joke!"
This wave can only be endured with the Magic Artifacts on her body, which should be able to withstand it, but this set of vestments might not make it!
Pu Yanlan braced herself mentally, while Gu Shi Yi laughed heartily, took a step forward, and raised her sword,
"What are you afraid of? I'll be your lightning rod, let it strike me!"
