When the flood dragon was transcending the tribulation to become an immortal, it was already a half-immortal. How could its life be taken away by someone? Xia Qiluo felt that Liu Sanniang was making a fool of herself.
She stared at Liu Sanniang coldly. "This time, you're wrong."
In the past, her cultivation was low and she could not understand many things. But now, she was already the chosen one, the cleanest spiritual body in the world. There was nothing in this world that she did not know.
How could she be wrong?
Xia Qiluo raised her chin. "The snake you took in should be eliminated. The flood dragon is already dead. The snake occupied her body. How can the flood dragon be willing to let her body be occupied by someone else?"
Before Liu Sanniang could speak, Xia Qiluo said word by word, "Liu Sanniang, I'll take back everything you stole from me bit by bit. Soon, you will have to spit out everything that belongs to me."