At this moment, Mu Weishuang's body was surrounded by a powerful aura with a diameter of about ten meters.
The surging seawater, once approaching this aura, was all bounced back.
Moreover, with her eyes tightly shut, her black dress fluttering, hair flying, a head of long black hair dancing wildly in the wind, she gave the impression of a sorceress descending.
After sensing Li Chuan's presence, Mu Weishuang slowly opened her eyes, her sharp gaze landing on Li Chuan, a playful expression appearing on her face: "Sect Leader, the two of us should have a duel, see who's braver!"
Li Chuan laughed: "Dare to say such words to the Alliance Hierarch, it seems you really think your wings have hardened."
Mu Weishuang had a look of defiance: "If I win, then you must lick me!"
Mu Weishuang recalled following Li Chuan during this period, almost always helping him hold, and with Li Chuan being so forceful, so this time, she must vent her spleen! To make Li Chuan kneel before her and lick her!
