At this time, a whistling sound came.
Lu Yin's eyes changed, "The strong wind is coming, do you want to bear it yourself?".
Xiyue bit her silver teeth and moved closer to Lu Yin. Lu Yin laughed and stood in front of her. The next moment, a strong wind passed by, scraping several blood marks on his back. Xiyue was blocked by Lu Yin, but his arms and calves were injured.
After being hit, fine scars appeared, and the thin body trembled, which was endearing.
Lu Yin curled his lips and hugged her in his arms. Xiyue's eyes widened and she said angrily, "You thief, let me go."
Lu Yin was unhappy, "Don't talk like a thief. I have a name. My name is Lu Yin. You can also call me Seventh Brother."
Xiyue was so angry that she spurted out another mouthful of blood and slapped Lu Yin with one palm. At this moment, the strong wind completely passed by. Lu Yin stepped back and got out of the way. Xiyue hit the air with her palm and lost her footing. The whistling sound came again. Lu Yin secretly said
No, as expected, when the strong wind passed by, Xiyue fainted decisively.
Lu Yin's face turned pale. He was suffering from endless oppression, and the transparent gas on his body became more obvious. When the strong wind passed by, he gasped for breath and sat casually on the ground. This place is really not for people. Thinking about it, he felt dizzy.
A fallen Xiyue is asking for trouble.
Another five hours passed. Xiyue opened her eyes for the second time, rubbed her forehead, and suddenly remembered something. She quickly checked herself and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her clothes were still there.
"Hey, woman, what do you mean? You really think I'm a thief, but even if I were, I wouldn't look down on you, a washboard." Lu Yin said unhappily.
Chapter completed!