Zhou Qing finished speaking, his divine sense extended again, and soon Yan Xiaohu noticed that a slowly rotating four-colored flower appeared above Zhou Qing's head.
Seeing this, Yan Xiaohu's eyes lit up, and he immediately looked around vigilantly, afraid that others would see.
At this moment, Sima Demoness, who was biting frantically, turned her head again, just about to continue her mocking, but upon seeing the rotating four-colored flower behind him, she was stunned.
Then she widened her eyes in shock and screamed, "Four Flowers Gathering at the Crown? It's you, how is this possible!"
"In this world, nothing is impossible!"
Looking at the weak, sleeping Nascent Soul of Senior Sister Pei Yan, Zhou Qing's eyes became sharp. He coldly snorted, and with a thought, the light emitted by the four-colored flower began to intertwine and intertwist.
Soon, it formed a strong spiritual power rope, directly wrapping quickly around Sima Demoness's Nascent Soul.
