As they spoke, another palm strike came. Mo Wu struggled to dodge. But the man grabbed her hair and pulled her up, slamming her head against a nearby rock.,Then, he raised his head and saw a scene that would stay with him forever...,Mo Wu's voice had improved somewhat, no longer as hoarse as before, even carrying a light and gentle warmth. But the man was already terrified, tears and snot streaming down his face, and at the same time, a foul smell wafted up from below.。