'This sharp aura... Is it the Gold Attribute?'
Han Ning looked at Fei Lin's fair little hand and muttered to himself.
The ease with which she did that, combined with the destructive power of a casual strike, seemed even greater than Yin Yi's first transformation.
No wonder she could absorb so much Energy while she was still in her shell.
"Fei Lin, what else can you do? Show us."
"Eeee!"
Fei Lin chirped, planting her hands on her hips and staring intently at the lamppost that now lay in two pieces.
Wisps of black smoke emanated from her fair skin, shrouding her completely. By the time the mist dissipated, she had vanished from before Han Ning and Lü Xiuning.
"??!"
*Whoosh~*
A faint breeze brushed past. Han Ning felt a slight chill on his neck, followed by a warm, wet sensation.
He whipped his head around.
The night wind whispered past, but there was nothing behind him.
