Li Yan did not know what Gu Qing meant. He wasn't in the Mood for it, either. He only wanted to shake off Gu Qing as soon as possible to rescue Zhao Ji.
Gu Qing chuckled softly. She twisted her waist slightly, her lower abdomen tightening to reveal the faint outline of her abdominal muscles. From her delicate navel, a stream of pale Yellow Silk as thick as a finger immediately shot out.
The heavy Silk Thread pierced straight into the center of the Flame. SIZZLE SIZZLE. A sharp sound rang out, accompanied by a plume of white, scorched smoke.
"What kind of weird trick is this again?" Li Yan cursed. "Don't you know that Flame perfectly counters Spider Silk? Hurry up and die!"
WHOOSH!
SQUELCH SQUELCH SQUELCH.
"Wh... what?"
