Hearing Yang Tian's words, a trace of surprise flashed in Avril's eyes. "You even noticed this?"
"Hua Wuqing attached a wisp of her soul to you, just so you could deal with me?"
Yang Tian shook his head.
To be honest, Avril was no match for Yang Tian at all.
Even with a wisp of Hua Wuqing's soul empowering her, she still couldn't oppose Yang Tian.
Hua Wuqing herself had to recall all of her soul back into her body before she could stop Yang Tian.
"Hmph."
Avril, however, was unusually calm.
This made Yang Tian frown. Hua Wuqing was a cunning person; if she really wanted to stop him, she should have rushed back in the shortest time possible, not just attached a wisp of her soul to Avril.
There was probably some trick in this.
But for now, saving Wu Zetian came first.
"Get lost, Avril, don't force me to make a move!"
Yang Tian threw out the words, then flew toward Wu Zetian, only to find her eyes vacant, face pale, her mind long since muddled.
