Qin Xiaoyao smiled. She knew that her husband was worried about her.
"Don't worry. I'm a special ability user. These locusts can't hurt me. "
"I'll only be out there for a moment. I'll be back after I've ascertained no one is trapped in our courtyard." As she spoke, Qin Xiaoyao reached out and patted Song Que's arm.
Only then did Song Que let her go.
Nonetheless, he went to the closet, took out a blanket, and gave it to Qin Xiaoyao.
Qin Xiaoyao took the blanket and draped it over her body. Then, she opened the door and dashed out.
When she went outside, she realized that the situation outside was worse than she had thought.
The flying locusts were like bullets, shooting haphazardly everywhere.
The courtyard resembled the gray-white battlefield during the apocalypse.
Fortunately, Qin Xiaoyao had the blanket that her husband had given her, which helped her block many of the locusts' bullet-like assaults.
