Cui Hua's hair stood up. Her animal instinct made her unable to check the situation. She manipulated the wind and moved a few meters to the side, brushing past the burning light of the sword of Qi, only scorching a small patch of hair on her waist.
After avoiding the attack, cui Hua's four limbs stepped lightly in the air, and she used her speed to open up the distance. Then, with a confused and angry stupid look, she looked back to see who attacked her.
Then, she realized that a small patch of beautiful and soft fur on her waist had been burnt. She was furious, like a woman who had her long hair cut off by a prankster.
Cui Hua loved her hair very much, because in the world of cats, bright and beautiful hair was an important means to attract the opposite sex. A cat with bright and clean fur was definitely more attractive than a dirty little wild cat.
