Qin Liuxi was a bit anxious.
Old acquaintances, karma, who is the perpetrator, a figure flashed through her mind, and her heart felt like it was being gripped.
"Where is that person?" Qin Liuxi asked sharply.
A flicker of cunning flashed in the elongated eyes of the Ziyang Taoist, he rose into the air, seemingly lunging at her, but as soon as Qin Liuxi moved, he twisted and retreated several meters.
A feigned move.
Qin Liuxi sneered. Just as she moved, she heard the hissing of tongues flicking near her ears and smelled a chilly, musty odor.
As she looked down, she saw that the spot where Ziyang had been had inexplicably become a nest of multicolored snakes, flicking their tongues and flying towards her.
Even the snakes have become spirits and can fly!
Qin Liuxi lost her patience. With a thought, flames suddenly leapt from her body, and everything that dared to approach her turned to powder.
