At that, even Mo Ling'Er had to know she'd been tricked.
"You bastard! You tricked me again!"
"How... how dare you..."
Mo Ling'Er's pretty face flushed crimson with anger, yet there was also a hint of unnatural bashfulness in her expression.
Seeing Zhao Rui getting away, she quickly pointed at the Phoenix Hairpin by her side. The hairpin instantly transformed into the phantom of a Golden Phoenix, carrying her at top speed in pursuit of Zhao Rui.
The Golden Phoenix was incredibly fast, and it wasn't long before she spotted Zhao Rui's figure in the distance.
"How did you break my Witchcraft? If you tell me, I'll call it even between us."
Mo Ling'Er demanded loudly.
She truly couldn't understand it. This technique of hers, a Side Path of the Witchcraft Dao, was a Secret Technique of her tribe.
It was split into two parts, an upper and a lower formula, which controlled a pair of Phoenix Hairpins—one male, one female.
