"How warm..." Zhou Yun felt that his entire body was warm as if he were wrapped in something.
He slowly opened his eyes, and then a small pink flower appeared in front of him, wildly swaying as if it could be blown away by the strong wind at any moment.
Strong wind? Zhou Yun was slightly confused.
Then he discovered in horror that his whole body was covered in a thick layer of soil. He was unable to move at all!
"Am I dead? Buried? No, that's not right. If I were buried, where would this wind be coming from?" Zhou Yun was completely confused.
Then he saw two black whips constantly beating his cheeks.
Looking up, he saw the ground.
"Ah, you're awake?" The girl with two ponytails suddenly turned her head and smiled at Zhou Yun.
Zhou Yun looked at the girl with two ponytails, nodding her head up and down before she suddenly stopped. Finally, he couldn't help but shout out.
"Ahhhh!"
A miserable cry echoed across the sky.