Fatty chuckled awkwardly and immediately launched an attack, smashing a swarm of incoming Bloodsucking Bees.
Luk Zheng laughed and said, "Hong'er, with Fatty joining in, you have nothing more to worry about."
"Hmph!"
"I've come to realize that each of you sees me as just a decorative vase."
"I don't need your protection."
"White Dragon Battle Attire."
Lu Hong snorted coldly, and strands of Battle Intent surged forth.
On her body, brilliance erupted in countless rays.
A set of white battle attire manifested on her.
The battle attire was long skirted, feather-light, as soft as silk.
Just as the attire appeared, Lu Hong's cultivation soared up four minor realms!
Her clothes fluttered, her black hair danced.
Her whole person was enveloped in radiance, exuding a sacred aura.
At this moment, she looked like a celestial maiden returning from the heavens, showcasing her beautiful figure.
"Wow."
Luk Zheng was once again dumbfounded.
