A rare trace of resentment appeared on the face of the Child God Statue made of mud.
Suddenly, it stretched out its arm, pointing and charging at Yun Qi.
The joints of the two stiff arms twisted, and the fingers bent and extended, slowly twisting into claws, almost reaching Yun Qi's face.
Yun Qi raised her small hand, and with a swift motion, struck heavily on the head of the Child God Statue.
Crack!
A crack appeared on the mud statue of the Divine Statue.
The child paused for a moment, then suddenly twisted its arms, as if it were a robot, slowly and awkwardly covering its face.
"Gurgle... gurgle!"
The voice carried a sobbing tone.
Yun Qi put her hands on her hips, acting arrogantly, her small brows furrowing:
"Dare to sneak attack me? It's just a Little Baby Spirit that became refined in this Yin Sha gathered place, do you really think I'm afraid of you..."
Before she could finish her words, a pitiful sobbing sound came from the Child God Statue over there.
