It feels like showing off a man's tactical layout, so childish.
The Yin Corpse Army of Yin Kui couldn't withstand the prepared Spirit Clan. Seeing that the entire army was about to be annihilated, even Yin Kui was trapped in a desperate battle...
"Swoosh!" Sisi swung her dagger, slicing across Yin Kui's arm, a wind blade silently directed at her back.
Someone was launching a surprise attack!
Though Sisi normally shouldn't have such Spiritual Sense, for some reason she seemed to have known all along. Her graceful body gently flipped in the dusk, narrowly avoiding the wind blade that passed by her and vanished.
It was none other than Feng Yin, previously fleeing south like a stray dog, hoping to "redeem himself" in this battle.
"The wind... the moment it arose, I knew." Sisi glanced back with her beautiful eyes, a seductive smile playing on her lips: "Is this fate? Just like that, finding what eluded you with ease."
Feng Yin: "?"
