Han Yu had never thought that one day, besides spitting out pills, the bottle would have other uses.
But apart from being sturdy, why can't it show some wits and fight back? Just making noise on myself doesn't count for anything!
As a result, when Han Yu urged, the bottle immediately went on strike.
"Run fast!"
In the Sea of Consciousness, the Artifact Spirit suddenly exclaimed.
By the time Han Yu looked up, the beam of light and giant palm fell simultaneously.
The moment the Light Fixing Skill hit him, the giant palm unhesitatingly grabbed him and pulled him out of its range.
"Old rascal, what are you doing?"
Xin Zui angrily questioned, blowing his beard and glaring.
Xin Yin smiled faintly, attempting to pocket him within his clasped hands, "We're all working for the Holy Sect, no matter who catches him, it's still capturing."
Even without Han Yu's secrets, whoever caught him would earn more merits.
