Linglong was so anxious that she twisted around, shouting:
"It's fake, it's fake, I swear by my name, it's absolutely fake."
"Don't you dare try it!"
Jiang Fan took the whip from the Rebellious Guy's hand and gave her a lash with it, causing her to howl in pain.
"Be honest! You sly woman, I bet even Linglong isn't your real name!"
However, her intense reaction seemed like an obvious contradiction?
Why did it feel like she was anticipating him to chant the spell?
A gleam flashed in his eyes as he placed the crystal ball in the middle of Linglong's chest.
"What are you doing?" Linglong was momentarily stunned.
Jiang Fan said nothing more, going behind Linglong to hide.
Nothing was a better shield against bombardment than the body of an Eight-winged Archangel.
To be safe, he summoned twelve array stones to guard him in front.
Hua Xin and the Rebellious Guy, seeing this, turned their eyes, squatting one behind the other behind Jiang Fan.
