Inside the Immortal Spirit Ball.
The thunderclouds dispersed, and the sky cleared up.
"Succeeded, wonderful!"
The little fox clapped her hands in surprise and vigorously cheered for Wang Tianyi.
Zhao Yiling blushed and lightly whispered, how is this good? Has this fox already forgotten that they and Wang Hao have a three-day agreement?!
Wang Hao smiled and waved to Zhao Yiling and the little fox, then looked down and thought to himself, should this count as a lightning rod, not afraid of lightning, right?!
Thinking of this, Wang Hao's lips curled upward, and then he teleported behind Zhao Yiling.
Zhao Yiling's delicate body trembled slightly; she only felt a big hand hug her from behind, and she could clearly hear a strong and powerful heartbeat.
Wang Hao nibbled Zhao Yiling's fair earlobe and whispered, "A bet is a bet, three days!"
The little fox glanced at Wang Hao and Zhao Yiling, suddenly panicking inside.
