"Master, what should we do?" Li Lianying asked. "Charge straight into the battlefield?"
The girl frowned, sensing something strange.
"Cowherd, my eyesight is poor. Take a look for me..." The girl shook her head. "Why do I see Mo Liqing and Mo Lishou fighting to the death?"
Cowherd looked up and saw that Meng Po was right. Mo Liqing and Mo Lishou, both of the Four Heavenly Kings, were blasting away at each other with their Magic Treasures without the slightest restraint. It was a bizarre sight.
And it was not just Mo Liqing and Mo Lishou. Many of China's Immortals were fighting to the death in the sky.
"Sister Meng, something seems wrong," Cowherd murmured. "Is this war not an 'invasion'... but an 'internal rebellion'?"
Another girl stepped out from behind Meng Po. She had a lip piercing and black lipstick, and though she was beautiful, she dressed strangely. She scratched her ear with her little finger, then said, "To catch the bandits, capture their king; to curse a man, curse his mother first. Smash that Great Buddha to pieces, and whether it's trouble within or enemies without, the whole damn thing will split like bamboo beneath a blade."
Cowherd turned to look at the woman, then asked, "Will that really work? We don't even know who's friend and who's foe yet..."
Despite his words, worry crept into his heart... Where was Weaver Girl? Had she run into danger too?
"Why the hell wouldn't it?" The girl with the lip piercing spat on the ground. "Look around! Cowherd, Li Lianying, Strong Woman-all three of us bosses from the Inner Yellow Springs are standing right here. Are we still going to let people push us the hell around?"
After saying that, the girl felt something was not quite right and