Whoosh—, suddenly like ink being splashed, a mass of fresh red blood stained a large area of the sea.
The person reacted extremely quickly, withdrawing several meters away from the thing with just a few strokes of hands and feet. At this moment, Zi Ruoxi was so frightened by the scene that she nearly fainted.
Just as she was about to collapse, a gentle force suddenly wrapped around her waist, like a buoyancy holding back her downward momentum.
Her body growing colder, Zi Ruoxi found it difficult to breathe. She raised her slender hand, removing the goggles on her head. As soon as she took them off, she began to gulp down seawater. Oh no, her legs had lost their strength.
She glanced at the person behind her and still retained some awareness, but she hadn't expected it to be Qiao Junlie. He had followed her and dived here. Apparently, the thrust just now was him pulling her down; otherwise, she would have been hit by that Manta Ray or even been eaten by a small white shark.
