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The stand collapsed to the ground, and the copper basin overturned; the first to bear the brunt was Fuling on top of Liu Sisi, who was directly hit in the back of the head by the falling stand.
"Ah!——"
Fuling screamed, her eyes suddenly bulging, and her grip unconsciously loosened a bit.
A sliver of air entered Liu Sisi's lungs, and she greedily took a deep breath, allowing the cool air to pass through her sore throat, relieving the extreme lack of oxygen in her chest cavity.
Regaining her senses, Fuling, ignoring the pain in the back of her head, glared at Liu Sisi with bloodshot eyes and tightened her hands again.
Liu Sisi greedily breathed in a few mouthfuls of air, and the next moment, she barely managed to raise her hand and, regardless of what she was holding, stabbed at the dark figure on top of her! Once, twice, thrice...
Fuling yelled out loud and instinctively loosened her hands.
