In the deep pit, Yun Chujiu was lying quietly.
Her body was covered in scorched soil. Her hair and eyebrows had turned into ashes. Her clothes had also turned into ashes. Fortunately, there was still soil covering her body. Otherwise, she would have been completely exposed.
If someone else saw it, they would definitely think that there was a dead person lying in the pit because she was not breathing at all.
Of course, nobody would have seen ‘Hei Xinjiu’floating on top of her.
Hei Xinjiu was dumbfounded!
Why was she struck so hard that her soul left her body?
Did she die just like that?
She comforted herself that she might have gone into shock because she was struck too hard just now. She would probably recover soon.
However, from dusk until nightfall, and from nightfall until the sun rose slowly, her body still showed no signs of waking up.
And she tried several times to enter her body, but all of them ended in failure.