The white silk opened up and turned into snow, covering the cave with a thick blanket of white.
Mystic light and sword energy crossed paths, spanning the whole cave.
Ying blinked and fished out her sword, trying to defend herself.
Ling Wuxia was indeed Ling Wuxia. No matter how much white silk there was, she had complete control of all of it.
I'm not even her target and it's so difficult to keep myself safe, so what about Lu Mingshu?
Ying looked over, and she was taken aback by what she saw.
Like her, Lu Mingshu was now in mid-air. However, she was twisting and turning in mid-air, looking relaxed.
She had seen how Lu Mingshu tackled Ye Zhenfan and the rest, and this was the same situation. It was just that Ling Wuxia was way stronger than the others, so she would be more difficult to counter.
But to summarize the whole situation, Ling Wuxia was too unlucky.