The thunderflash roared through the sky, and the ferocious purple electric dragon swooped down on the little girl's head.
The seemingly fearless little girl couldn't help but tremble.
"Heavenly spirits and earthly spirits, Yue'er is not a bad person, please don't strike me dead. Sob sob, daddy and mommy, and godmother and godfather, you must protect Yue'er."
After all, she was just a little girl; saying she wasn't scared was a lie.
The seven-year-old Ye Lingyue was also terribly scared at this moment.
But when she thought that if Zizi were struck by lightning, it would die, a surge of courage rose in her heart.
She suddenly opened her arms.
Just as the thunderflash roared in, a magical light suddenly emanated from the little girl's body.
The light was like a giant Eight Diagrams.
The light shot up into the sky, clashing with the mighty purple electric dragon.
