"If I fall into the hands of this Green Lotus Heretic Venerable, it will truly be a fate worse than death!"
Seeing herself getting closer to the Green Lotus Heretic Venerable, Ye Wumei's face was pale, her heart ashen.
Though she had the resolve to die, she couldn't bring herself to end it all. The thought of the consequences of falling into the Green Lotus Heretic Venerable's hands made her whole body tremble.
"Come over here, little beauty!"
As Ye Wumei's body flew closer, the Green Lotus Heretic Venerable sensed a fragrance wafting towards him, taking a deep sniff, he laughed heartily, extending his right hand to catch the descending Ye Wumei.
At that moment, a grey Spiritual Energy fist, accompanied by a violent storm, blasted from the side, forming a small tornado mid-flight, sweeping towards the Green Lotus Heretic Venerable.
"Old Man Qinglian, bullying a young girl, have you no shame?"
