"Kid ..."
Where was that little girl hiding?
Chi zuxu's heart skipped a beat when he caught sight of the half-opened glass window.
Could she be afraid?
Chi zuxu strode to the window and peeked out to look at the Xuanji below.
"Damn it!!"
At this very moment, Chi Yi was hanging dangerously on the air conditioner rack outside the building. Her two small hands were holding onto the edge of the windowsill in fear and trepidation. Her small face was as white as paper, without a trace of blood.
After all, the Kasaya she was standing on was a 38-story building!
As long as they were not careful, they could fall down and be smashed into pieces!
The moment Chi Yi saw Chi zuxu's familiar face appear by the window sill, her tensed heart instantly relaxed by a lot. She called out to him softly in grievance, " "Little uncle Yingluo."
She was so frightened that her eyes were wet.
"Give me your hand, Yingluo."
