After the guai Cao took over Yun Chujiu’s body, although it could move freely, it could not speak and could not use its spiritual power. Of course, there was no spiritual power here at all.
Moreover, after a few days of showing off, the guai Cao felt that Yun Chujiu’s body was only so-so. It was not as good as its original body. When it swung its arm, it was not as elegant and beautiful as its leaves. It was extremely ugly!
Moreover, being a human was really troublesome. When it reached a point, it would feel sleepy. Even if it did not want to sleep, it had to sleep. It was simply a waste of its life. Guai Cao grumbled as it fell into a deep sleep.
If Yun Chujiu knew what this fellow was thinking, she would definitely be furious. How would it dare to look down on her? Shameless!
Guai Cao had fallen asleep, but Hei Xinjiu, as a drifter, did not feel sleepy at all.