In the quadruple gravity zone, even the Thunder Path Physique has a hard time keeping up.
Luo Xiu, like an old water buffalo, has hardly started plowing before he's utterly exhausted.
Even his proud skill of Seven Strikes a Second has decreased to just half a strike per second.
"Hmph, useless. You were so strong when fishing, even wearing the Sealing Spirit Armor. Now, without it, you can't do anything?"
By the Bu Zhou Riverbank.
Luo Xian lazily leaned against Luo Xiu's chest, her jade hand gently caressing his chest muscles, expressing her dissatisfaction with Luo Xiu with a face full of grievance.
Luo Xiu looked at this pampered vixen sulking in his arms and let out a deep sigh.
Even with intention, there's no strength.
"Why don't you try being on top?"
"No!"
"So you're just talking without back pain because you're lying down."
"Does it hurt even when you're working on your knees?"
