He felt awkward.
He really didn't mean to.
With his divine soul completely in disarray, he couldn't even tell whether his body was normal or not. Previously, the sensation in his limbs was completely reversed, and when his three hun and seven po suddenly returned to their positions, it left him at a total loss.
What was supposed to be a simple walk turned into a slap.
He easily caught it.
His arm was strong and powerful, accompanied by a surge of energy. Now, every move Jiang Feng made was imbued with an unusual sense of power, although it was still nothing in front of Yu Ying.
Instead of immediately letting go, she used her fingers to hook the man's palm and took the initiative to hold it backhandedly.
There was no resistance, just a relaxed body.
