Han Miaozhen stood there, with a shadow cast on the ground.
Suddenly, without Han Miaozhen noticing, the shadow lightly quivered, and immediately a figure leapt out straight from Han Miaozhen's shadow.
Shua~
Han Miaozhen felt a slight breeze behind her, and for some reason, all the hairs on her body stood on end. Han Miaozhen felt an aura of terrifying killing intent enveloping her.
Shua!
Han Miaozhen quickly lowered her head, and with a swish, saw her hair bun and hood drop smoothly.
At the same time, a gust of wind soundlessly targeted her throat.
Han Miaozhen was greatly alarmed and immediately employed a technique, igniting a terrifying Phoenix True Fire, causing the approaching shadow to grunt and retreat directly.
Repelled by the Phoenix True Fire.
However, Han Miaozhen still felt pain in her shoulder and discovered that her shoulder had been cut open with a hole.
Shua!
