The possibility of being crushed to death by a square pig is small, but not zero.
Fortunately, Zhang Ze reacted quickly. Almost reaching the final conclusion, he raised his hands, a golden light shone, protecting his face.
The next moment, he was sat into the ground like a nail by Li.
Li sat dazed on the ground, giggling, looking as though she hadn't figured out what just happened.
Fuji tapped Li's pig leg with the Black Sword, "Oi! You're going to crush Zhang Ze to death."
"Huh? Impossible, I'm so light." Li tried to scratch her head, but no matter how she stretched her hand, it couldn't reach.
Fuji sighed, ignoring Li, she spat twice into her palm, preparing to dig Zhang Ze out with her own strength using the Black Sword as a shovel.
But before she could move, Zhang Ze dug himself out from the other side.
Jumping out from the soil, Zhang Ze first lifted the Innate Dao Body spell from Li, then lightly kicked her.
"Open your mouth."
