After Wu Yun had calmed down for a while, it was revived and recovered its energy, 'Hmph! If two hours isn't enough, I'll send bolts at you for four hours. If four isn't enough, I'll do it for six hours. I don't believe that I can't strike you to death!'
After six hours, Yun Chujiu was still lying in the huge pit calmly, as she chewed on the roasted spirit potatoes, she said, "Lei Lei you guys aren't completely useless. Your skills in roasting spirit potatoes are much better than those old Wu Yun from before! They often threw lightning bolts at my spirit potatoes until they were burnt. You guys roasted them just right."
Wu Yun was so angry that it wanted to bang its head against the wall!
'Are you f*cking praising us or insulting us?! We're here to strike you to death, not to roast spirit potatoes for you!'
Boom! Boom! Boom!
