"Ah! Ah! Ah!!!" Accompanied by the scream of the charm's collapse, an even larger vortex rolled out of the illusion wormhole and swallowed everyone present.
When Shen Yaowei grabbed Cang Ye, she was swallowed into the darkness, and her consciousness left.
As quickly as possible, she condensed her scattered consciousness. Shen Yaowei bit her tongue and forced herself to wake up with a sharp pain.
She forced her eyes open and looked at the stable ceiling in front of her. Her breath was filled with the stench of grass and horse dung.
"Damn girl, who allowed you to lie down and slack off? Hurry up and get up to work!"
Hearing the sound of a slap, Shen Yaowei relied on her intuition to reach out and grab the sweeping whip.
A middle-aged man holding the whip was stunned for a moment.
