At that moment, Su Yue Immortal looked like an angry black mother cat, her fur bristling as she pounced.
But Wen Lie dodged with a swift movement, bursting out in laughter.
"Really good, your luck is so fortuitous."
"However, now the Flowing Cloud Flying Squirrel is mine, the few days you've been missing will be compensated by it."
But Su Yue Immortal still twisted her face, her body flashing again as she attacked Wen Lie, "I'm telling you, give it back to me!"
Bang!
Wen Lie suddenly raised his leg, striking heavily into Su Yue Immortal's abdomen, causing her to cry out and crash to the ground.
Afterward, Wen Lie dashed, grabbed Su Yue Immortal's hair, and pulled her head up.
"Substitute, don't refuse the toast only to drink the forfeit."
"I'll give the Flowing Cloud Flying Squirrel to the young master, and perhaps I will speak a few kind words for you in front of him."
