Shen Liu'an watched calmly as the sharp nails approached him. Just as he was about to bite the tip of his tongue and forcefully break through the restriction with the power of his bloodline, he saw a green shadow fly over and quickly land steadily in front of him.
"Ugly, ugly, ugly…!" The small plant that was like a morning glory swayed its small flower head and stared at the ghost bride not far away.
"What the hell is this?" The Ghost Lady stopped and glanced at Pa Pa in disdain. She raised her sharp nails and swept them through the air. "Get lost!"
"No, no…" Pa Pa turned to look at Shen Liu'an. It could clearly sense a familiar aura from him, which immediately made it happy. After shaking its flower crown, it extended two slender vines.
It looked like it wanted to protect Shen Liu'an.
