Ji Lingxi lifted her head abruptly. A myriad of emotions flashed across her eyes; embarrassment, shock, and panic. There was also loss and helplessness thrown into the mix.
She stretched out her hand gently, murmuring, "Didn't die… How…?"
Her hand came into contact with Yun Yang's face, which felt warm to the touch. She then touched her own face, which was warm and rather hot as well… She pinched her leg harshly, pain shooting up her nerves.
It was clear that they had not died.
"Argh! Arghhh!"
Ji Lingxi cried out loudly, pulling herself away from Yun Yang's embrace. She looked up at the sun and looked back down at her shadow, both her hands running across her body and clothes.
"Argh!"
Ji Lingxi covered her face instantly; turning sharply, she disappeared with a swoosh.
Even Yun Yang had to praise her remarkable qinggong which was truly impressive.
Bang!