Just as Qin Mingzhu was covering her face, Wang Xiaoqiang's body suddenly transformed. From a semi-transparent golden human form, it abruptly shrank, as if melted by heat, turning into a thin golden rope,
and with a swish, the golden rope flew toward the face-covering Qin Mingzhu.
Startled by the sound of something breaking through the air, Qin Mingzhu released her hands and saw a golden rope already before her,
Previously covering her eyes, she naturally did not know that the golden rope was Wang Xiaoqiang's transformation, merely staring at it in surprise.
The golden rope, like a snake, swiftly wrapped around the stunned Qin Mingzhu, entangling her tightly.
Greatly shocked, Qin Mingzhu struggled desperately, but it was to no avail. The more fiercely she struggled, the tighter the rope became, nearly cutting into her flesh. Her originally pale face suddenly flushed red, eyes revealing fear and a sense of despair arose in her heart.
