Huanhuan was frightened out of her wits. She turned and ran.
But how could she be faster than the tentacle?
She had just taken a step when she was tightly bound by the tentacle.
Huanhuan struggled with all her might, but she could not break free from the tentacle. To make matters worse, the surface of the tentacle seemed to be secreting a translucent mucus.
The mucus seemed to be poisonous. After the daffodil touched the mucus, her fair petals quickly turned yellow and withered.
Huanhuan's head became groggy, and she gradually lost the strength to resist.
The tentacle dragged her out of the underground cave and quickly retracted.
Huanhuan struggled to maintain her last bit of consciousness. She saw that there were countless figures below, most of which were troops of the demons. They were fighting against Bai Di and the others under Han Ying's command.
