Grandma Xia Rises

She stared intently in the direction of the black fog and flipped something in her hand. A silver thread that had restrained the black fog just now pierced into the center of the black fog at lightning speed.

A miserable voice came from inside. The color of the black fog was not as dense as before. The black on the outside had faded a lot, vaguely revealing the human figure inside.

However, without a restrained silver thread, the black fog became even more arrogant. It pounced and was about to bite Gu Man. Gu Man hurriedly dodged the danger and dodged this attack, but her arm was firmly enveloped by the black fog.

Gu Man's arm instantly felt pain. When she broke free, she realized that that place had already been corroded by the black fog. Her flesh fell to the ground, almost like Grandma Xia.

She clicked her tongue and shook her arm. She tore off her tattered coat and wrapped it in the crook of her arm to deal with it simply.