C676 Sword

"How are we not dead?"

The sudden outburst from Void Mouse left Feng Yi and the others momentarily stunned.

"Maybe we are dead and just don't know it yet," Shiyue mumbled, giving Feng Yi a playful slap on the face, leaving a hoof print there. "Does it hurt?"

"Ouch!" Feng Yi winced, feeling a sharp sting on his cheek