Just as Zhang Shensuan was ripping apart the skirt of one of the girls, about to proceed harmoniously.
Suddenly.
A faint golden radiance flashed through the window!
Zhang Shensuan sensed a chilly aura creeping up his spine. He didn't even have time to pull up his pants before checking to see if he had forgotten to close the window.
In an instant.
The faint glow formed a dense golden net that enclosed his head.
In that moment, he became a turtle in a jar!
"Who?"
"Who's casting a spell to harm me?"
"Daluo Golden Immortal protect me, Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad hasten like the law... Oh dear, my head!!"
Zhang Shensuan was still trying to chant spells to resist the constraints of the golden net. However, in the next moment, it felt like a hole was drilled into his head.
But it wasn't blood flowing out, rather streams of intangible, odorless, eerie white vapor.
Zhang Shensuan was horrified.
