Meng Xiang's long hair scattered wildly, her eyes blazing with fury. In a moment of desperation, she grabbed a hardened clod of earth from the ground and, with all her might, hurled it at Wang Xi Shun's head.,Wang Xishun was about to tear away the last layer of cloth, revealing another alluring god. Suddenly, a cold stone flew out from behind the layers of green sorghum leaves and struck Wang Xishun's hand with force.,Wang X Shun cried out in pain, withdrawing his hand and looking around cautiously. "Who!" he shouted.。