He frowned slightly: "It's only been three hundred years, how come your cultivation has improved so quickly? Your cultivation seems to have surpassed ours."
Hua Rong did not practice the "Martial Emperor's Techniques", so Shi Feng could only judge her cultivation level based on his own feelings.
At this moment, in his eyes, Hua Rong seemed like a ferocious beast from ancient times.
Mysterious, dangerous...
"Can we make a move?"
"Ahem." The little monk Zhenwu coughed twice and smiled at Hua Rong.
"We can take action, but they cannot die yet."
Hua Rong didn't ask any more questions. She simply raised her hand, and Shi Feng's body instantly appeared in front of her, seemingly out of control.
Hua Rong gently clenched his fist and immediately felt as if his neck was being bound by a force.
He never experienced this feeling again after attaining enlightenment!
"What? Does this scene seem familiar? You treated me the same way hundreds of years ago!"
Hua Rong smiled at Shi Feng, then slapped Shi Feng across the face with his other hand without hesitation.
"Slap slap slap"
The sound of hands touching faces was resounding, and the smoothness of the sound stunned Hua Zhongtian for quite a while.
He then took out his golden bell magic weapon and roared:
"You vixen, release Brother Shi right now!"
Upon hearing Hua Zhongtian's words, Hua Rong glanced at him.
His hands never stopped moving; ask the real monk, "Do not be a little monk."
"What, haven't they realized what they are yet?"
Upon hearing Hua Rong's words, the little monk Zhenwu suddenly chuckled.
This seemed to be the first time he had laughed like this.
"It seems you've already guessed it, so there are some things I should tell you as well."
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