"Sister Minglan, are you okay?"
Yun Wu held Si Minglan with concern, but Si Minglan widened her eyes, staring dumbfoundedly behind her.
"How could it be..."
Yun Wu turned around in confusion, immediately startled:
"Ah! Who are you?"
In front stood a tall woman with exquisite features, fiery red lips, a slender waist, and long legs. Aside from her flat chest, her appearance was perfect.
However, her clothes were quite peculiar, very ill-fitting, extremely short, revealing a flat abdomen and a large section of snow-white calves.
She was holding a giant hammer, which reached up to her chest even when standing on the ground.
Yun Wu exclaimed, pointing at her: "You, you are Sister Little Hammer? How did you grow taller?"
The tall woman ignored her and Si Minglan, her fiery gaze directed towards the east-side room, where the constant sound of spiritual energy collisions emanated. She licked her bright red lips, her voice excited:
"Found you! You really didn't die!"
