"Why didn't you tell me there was someone bathing upstairs, and it was a woman?"
Han Yu gritted his teeth in his Sea of Consciousness, wishing he could crush the Artifact Spirit into pieces!
"I thought you liked to watch."
The Artifact Spirit had an innocent look all over its face.
In the blink of an eye, the woman swiftly dressed and saw the dead head underground still in a daze, grinding her teeth and threw a palm strike.
"Here it comes, Divine Techniques!"
In the Sea of Consciousness, the Artifact Spirit quickly screamed, and at this moment Han Yu suddenly found himself surrounded by vines, and in an instant, his head was covered.
Not only that, countless roots beneath the ground grew rapidly and even bound him tightly.
"You damn pervert, die for me, you old hag!"
The woman lightly shouted, and the vines exerted force, like pulling out a carrot, extracting Han Yu entirely from the ground.
