67. Keep blowing

Blood Moon, deep in the dense forest.

A black and a white figure dashed through the trees.

However, the figure in the black dress suddenly stopped, leaning against a tree trunk, and shook her head as if feeling dazed.

Xia Feng had to stop and look at Mu Qingtong, whose lovely face was beaded with sweat, "What's wrong with you?"

Mu Qingtong lifted her beautiful eyes, her scattered pale golden pupils refocused, and she stared expressionlessly at Xia Feng.

Xia Feng blinked and then realized, "Oh, I almost forgot."

He had subconsciously thought the Destructive Witch was very strong and hadn't considered the impact of Evil Power on her. But even Mu Qingtong couldn't withstand the erosion of Evil Power for so long.

Thinking of this, he immediately lifted his chin, gazing down at the woman in the black dress with a smile, "I have to say, Miss Mu, you're quite weak, aren't you?"

Mu Qingtong: ".....!"