At the critical moment, Cheng Xiaoxiao also felt the gust of wind rushing in from behind.
She suddenly turned around, the sword tip was already within reach. Unable to draw her sword in time to block, she had to sidestep to avoid the vital area; getting injured was likely inevitable.
However, she still promptly took out her flashlight, intending to use the strong light to blind the attacker's eyes to buy time for the next move.
Suddenly, the fan-shaped crystal on her neck flashed slightly, and a cyan figure appeared.
With one swipe, it knocked away the incoming sword tip. The paw and the sword clashed, emitting a sharp screeching sound.
Chi chi!
An angry Xiao Li appeared just like that.
Immediately afterward, it lunged at the boy, who was already dazzled by the light and could only raise his hand to block. Caught off guard, he was pounced upon by Xiao Li and fell to the ground.
Xiao Li's sharp claws scratched the back of the boy's hand.
