"Oh, that girl smiled at me."
"I knew it. When did I become so lacking in charm? So she was only pretending to say that just now."
"She was still conquered by my charm."
Thor swung his hammer and smashed a cursed spirit, yet in the midst of his busy fighting, he did not forget to smile at Xia Yan.
But when he saw Xia Yan fiddling with a scarecrow, he was deeply puzzled.
"What is that scarecrow?"
"Is it a gift for me?"
"But I don't like scarecrows. They look too evil."
"But I can't refuse a gift from a girl. What a headache."
At that moment, he saw Xia Yan lift the scarecrow's hands upward.
"What is she doing..."
Thor suddenly exclaimed, "Huh?" because he discovered that, for some reason, his own hands had suddenly risen.
At that moment, several cursed spirits pounced over, raising their bloody claws and preparing to tear several wounds into Thor's body.
Lightning suddenly surged in Thor's eyes. Then thunder erupted from his entire body, and dancing electric snakes tore the several incoming cursed spirits to pieces.
"That was close."
"I almost got touched by those monsters."
"Wait, that scarecrow..."
Thor abruptly looked at the scarecrow in Xia Yan's hands and discovered that his movements were identical to the scarecrow's.
He immediately understood.
That scarecrow was not a gift Xia Yan wanted to give him. It was something that could take his life!
That was right.
The scarecrow in Xia Yan's hand was a Divine Weapon grade artifact.
As long as she had her opponent's blood or hair, Xia Yan could use the scarecrow to control them or cast a curse on them.
At that moment, she smiled at Thor. But this time, what Thor interpreted was no longer the girl's affection, but