Chu Qianli put away half of the jade pendant and immediately quickened her pace toward Chu Jiangnan's Longyang Hall.
The more she walked, the more excited she became, with a hint of inexplicable tension.
She didn't know if she was too absorbed in her thoughts to notice, but the aura behind her took on a slight peculiarity.
By the time she sensed something was wrong, that chill had already reached her back.
Chu Qianli's heart tightened, and she immediately struck out with her palm.
Unfortunately, she was still recovering from her injuries. Her strike to the opponent was as if a stone had sunk into the sea, not stirring the slightest ripple!
But the person's palm power had already completely enveloped her.
Her body was completely controlled by his palm wind, and when he gathered it in, Chu Qianli felt her breath stop for a moment, with no fresh air entering her chest.
Everything before her eyes gradually became blurry.
