Clap, clap, clap, clap...
Just as Yi Lin finished speaking.
The few children lying motionless on the wooden fish, their serene old faces suddenly turned ferocious.
Their entire skeletal frames emitted a series of crisp sounds. In the blink of an eye, the "children" quickly grew from the size of seven or eight-year-olds to the size of adults at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Damn it!"
An old boy, with a hoarse voice and murderous intent, a black curved knife floated out from his forehead and suddenly expanded. He looked at the Princess Royal picking fruit in the distance, feeling a little resentful.
According to the original plan, someone was responsible for luring away the two big legs of the Heavenly Sword Sect, while those left behind lying low only needed to suddenly rise and solve the remaining combat-capable old monk, and they could successfully take away the Princess Royal.
