Catwoman Xiaojie finished saying the words, and suddenly felt a sense of relief spreading all over her body. Even if she was facing imminent death, it didn't seem so terrifying anymore.
But after waiting for a moment, Catwoman Xiaojie didn't feel any pain at all, nor did she feel like she had been hit.
"Could this be the feeling of being dead?" Catwoman Xiaojie slowly opened her eyes, only to find herself still standing there.
However, the powerful attack in front of her had vanished, leaving Zhao Xinyao gawking in bewilderment.
"I'm not dead?" Catwoman Xiaojie hurriedly turned around and saw Wang Yan standing behind her, looking at her gently.
Suddenly, Catwoman Xiaojie recalled the words she had just said.
If she was already dead, it wouldn't matter to say those words, but now that she wasn't dead, Catwoman Xiaojie immediately felt a wave of embarrassment, her pretty face instantly turning crimson.
