Lu Bu'er flicked out of sight, and the girl who was falling towards his chest suddenly found herself sinking into the sofa. The knives and forks in the open kitchen, however, vibrated in an instant, as if sounding a sonorous and powerful piano piece, shooting like a volley of arrows toward his heart from the back.
The blades cut through the air and screeched, their velocity so fast he barely had time to react, let alone imagine what would happen if they hit.
Even the defense of the Immortal Body might have been penetrated.
But just as he was about to raise the Scattering Blossom Domain, the howling knives and forks suddenly lost their momentum, clattering to the floor.
Chen Jing had never encountered such a bizarre occurrence; every time she was about to deal a lethal blow, the vision of those blood-red eyes surfaced in her mind, a divine fury seemingly ignited in its depths, the overwhelming pressure blanking her mind.
She couldn't even control her fate and body.
