"Oh no, wouldn't this fellow be truly dead from the fall" Yang Qingqing frowned, her willow brows furrowed. She leaned in by the youth's nostrils, probing for breath. There was no warmth at all.,Before Qin Yi could even savor his victory, he suddenly grabbed Yang Qingqing and leaned in, pinning her down tightly.,"So what, he's still been put in his place by our young master. Master, your feigning unconsciousness was truly brilliant."。