"Oh my god! Seeing a ghost in broad daylight!"
The Spirit Herb Doll jumped up, shouting and screaming.
In its view, Wang Ye and the others must be doomed.
However, everything before its eyes was completely unexpected for the Spirit Herb Doll.
It was very distressed at the moment, wanting to escape reality.
However, Wang Ye did not give it this chance.
A big hand reached out, and the Spirit Herb Doll, with three grass-like hairs on its head, was lifted up.
It kept struggling, intending to scratch its hind legs with all its might.
Unfortunately, no matter how it scratched, it couldn't reach.
Only then did it realize that its body was suspended in the air, out of control.
And those little hands were already confined by a force, utterly powerless.
Facing this scene, the Spirit Herb Doll wore a bitter face, wanting to escape but unable to.
