The black-clad man's usual tactic was to throw, directly sending Princess Yonghe flying outwards, landing right on a slope and rolling down.
And further down, damn it, Wufu dared not imagine.
At the critical moment, Wufu's whip wrapped around the ankle of the already rolling Princess Yonghe, but her whole body had already fallen, the downward gravitational pull dragging Wufu over as well.
Wufu was panicked, with one hand she pulled on the whip, and with the other she drew the dagger tied to her leg, and stabbed it into the ground to halt the downward momentum.
At this moment, Princess Yonghe slowly regained consciousness, opened her eyes, finding herself surrounded by a layer of mist. She was taken aback, looked up, and saw herself hanging upside down. She couldn't help but be scared out of her wits and started screaming and struggling.
Wufu was dragged down a bit more, she couldn't help but shout, "If you don't want to die, don't move."
