"Qiuqiu, be careful,"
As Qiuqiu charged into the fog, the scene in front of her suddenly looked as if it were veiled by a layer of gauze, allowing only the rolling fog in front of her to be seen, while anything farther became blurry.
Shao Zifeng was crouching low, tightly clinging to Qiuqiu's back. The moment he entered the thick fog, not only his vision was impaired but his hearing felt as if it were stripped away, with tinnitus ringing in his ears.
He pressed his ear against Qiuqiu's spine, listening to Qiuqiu's strong heartbeat before relaxing.
"Whoo~"
Qiuqiu glanced at him, her golden-red eyes like torches, hazy and unclear.
Swoosh!
Just then, a gust of wind skimmed over Shao Zifeng's head.
Qiuqiu's muscles tensed up, timely lowering her altitude to dodge, thus he was not harmed.
The gust of wind pressed his clothes tightly against his body, the stench making it somewhat hard for him to breathe.
