As the space shrank, an oppressive aura swept over, giving off an extremely claustrophobic feeling.
Seeing this, Chi Jiao let out a long sigh.
She didn't want to be so ruthless, but unfortunately, Jiang Xiaoli didn't cherish her opportunity and insisted on courting death.
At this thought, Chi Jiao's mental power surged out from between her eyebrows like a tide, blasting in all directions!
Boom—!
"Ah!" Jiang Xiaoli screamed, and the scene in front of Chi Jiao's eyes lit up. She had returned to the attic room. Chi Jiao waved her hand, and the closed windows and doors all opened.
Chi Jiao took a deep breath. After withdrawing her mental strength, she looked at the surroundings.
Everyone was still lying unconscious on the ground. Beside Chi Jiao, Jiang Xiaoli was convulsing on the ground while foaming at the mouth, her eyes rolled back.
Seeing her like this, Chi Jiao couldn't help sighing.
