"You want to delay time and also find ..." There was a smile on her face as if she had seen through song Qing's little plan. However, before she could finish her sentence, song Qing touched her body. There was a tearing sound as if she had torn something off and threw it at her, "
"Take this!"
When the woman heard what she said, she pouted and didn't take it seriously. The 'hidden weapon' flew over, but the attack wasn't fierce. The woman subconsciously reached out and easily caught it in her hand.
"You can't hurt this ..." She laughed charmingly, but before she could finish her sentence, she saw what she was holding in her hand and couldn't help but scream, "
ah-ah ah ah ah ah ah-"
She grabbed a torn, dirty cloth in her hand. From the color, it was the same as song qingxiao's clothes. She had just torn it off.
