Shocking!

With a clang, he felt a chill on his butt, and another piece of cloth fell with the wind.

Zhuo fanglin was scared out of his wits, and he immediately rushed down the high platform.

A figure flashed in front of him. Ling Chuxi stood in front of him, blocking him. The cold light of her sword flickered. He felt a chill on his waist and another piece of cloth fell down.

"Ah!" Zhuo fanglin was so frightened that he let out another blood-curdling screech before turning around and running away.

Ling Chuxi followed him like a shadow, stabbing him again and again with her sword.

Amidst his terrified and miserable shrieks, Zhuo fangyu was scurrying around like a headless fly, pieces of cloth fluttering up and down like butterflies. Not long after, his tight clothes had become full of holes, revealing the White and clean little fresh meat inside.