After a moment, as if reading something in Zou Feng's eyes, Su Qingyu said in a low voice, "What I just gave you wasn't foot odor, it was poison gas!"
"...I didn't say it was foot odor..."
"I'm tired. Completely drained. Come over and massage them for me!" As she spoke, Su Qingyu stretched out a long leg and, taking advantage of its impressive length, hooked Zou Feng and pulled him over.
Zou Feng had no choice but to continue playing with Xiaolv with one hand while massaging her leg with the other.
He had only been at it for a few moments when a cheer erupted from their surroundings.
Looking out, not a single Tribulation Cultivator was left standing as far as the eye could see. They had all been eliminated.
What was supposed to be a massive invasion by numerous Tribulation Cultivators after the defensive array had been breached had taken a sudden turn. They had snatched victory from the jaws of defeat, nearly annihilating all the invading Evil Cultivators.
