The sour taste of dog food 291_2
The idea thrilled Chi Yue; she let out a long-held breath, her back against the hill, and after thinking for a long time, she stealthily poked her head out—
Right, go take out Zhu Qing first.
Following behind, no one would notice.
In the gusty mountain wind, as she was just about to stand up, a sudden swift breeze came from behind, cool against her cheek, caught by her keen sixth sense.
Chi Yue's heart chilled, sensing trouble, she rolled in the grass while lying down, trying to dodge the attack from behind...
Unfortunately, the attacker was ferocious and incredibly fast; she had only turned halfway around when there was no time left to dodge again. That towering figure pressed down directly on her, leaning over her back and pinning her firmly onto the grass...
The nighttime forest land was damp, but the climate on Scorpio Island was warm.
It wouldn't be cold, just a cool sensation—
Chi Yue shivered uncontrollably.