If it were in the past, Qin Xi would definitely have sensed it when the skeleton hand reached out. However, now, her mind was in a mess, and her cultivation was suppressed. She was no longer as vigilant as before, so she did not sense the sudden attack.
Fortunately, Qin Xi was mentally strong. She did not shout or scream when a hand grabbed her. She only swung her hand hard. Unfortunately, the grip was too tight and she could not shake it off.
Looking at the skeleton hand that was tightly holding her, a scene suddenly flashed across Qin Xi's mind.
An old man with white hair happened to pick up an abandoned baby who was on the verge of death. The old man pitied him and could not watch him die like that. He thought that he could nurture an heir, so he brought the baby along to take care of him.
In the blink of an eye, the baby had grown into a strong young man who could kill a ferocious tiger with a punch.