Xiao Baiyun did not care what they were thinking. Although he did not speak, it was obvious that he was arrogant.
He pushed the rope that Yun Qianli had cut a few times to the three of them. He probably meant that since he knew that I was a totem spirit, he would be obedient!
Yun Yantian looked at Xiao Baiyun with a complicated expression. He felt that this thing should not be called a totem spirit, it should be called a spirit of torment.
What should they do now?
They first put aside the identity of a totem spirit. The more and more totem fragments that gathered were enough to make them tremble in fear.
Yun Yantian turned his head to look at Yun Qianli and said with some difficulty, “Little girl Qianli, why don’t... Why don’t you suffer a little more?”
Yun Qianli was so angry that her face turned red. She felt that Yun Yantian was too heartless.
