Lin Miaoxin was shocked, she raised her eyes slightly to take a look, and sure enough there was an air conditioning vent near the top of the table. The voice just now sounded a bit familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before. But at this moment, she wasn't concerned about these things; what really mattered to her now was escaping.
"Little beauty, don't make futile struggles. You voluntarily followed me up here, just comply with me, and in the outer courtyard, I'll cover you!"
Zhao Qingtian said lecherously, at that moment, he was completely confident that Lin Miaoxin was his.
"Don't count on it, Zhao Qingtian, you scum, take this!"
Suddenly, Lin Miaoxin shouted loudly, and three swords appeared in an instant, forming a tornado-like force that swept towards Zhao Qingtian.
In fact, such spiritual treasures were useless against a master like Zhao Qingtian. He laughed loudly, thinking Lin Miaoxin was making a futile struggle.
