"Brother RouXuan?"
"Sister YingYue?"
"Brother AnWen?"
"Brother Pei Zhi?"
The disciples from the Divine Kunlun sect looked at them intensely. They were happy that nothing happened to them.
"What? I almost died under those monsters’ claws. What are your attitudes toward not recognizing me?" Wang Pei Zhi patted the dust on his clothes and stared at everyone in a dissatisfied mood.
"Brother Xie?"
"Young master?"
The people from the Sikong clan asked with a terrifying expression on their faces.
Who could make their young master/brother Xia become like this?
This is the first time in their lives that they have seen their cruel brother Xia become like this.
"Are you tired of living?" Sikong WenXia looked at everyone who was looking at him with a weird expression. He smiled beautifully, and a murderous breath emitted from his body.
Everyone suddenly stepped back several steps and shut up in fear. Some girls in the clan even sobbed silently. Although their cultivations were high, it didn’t prevent them from fearing his cruelty.
Brother Xia is so scary.
"Shut up!" Sikong WenXia’s mood is bad right now. Returning to see these people’s hypocritical faces, he felt bored.
Everyone glanced at the people from the Sikong clan in sympathy.
The girls who were crying choked. They didn’t dare to utter a single sentence.
"Senior brother Yanzi?" The charming female disciples from the Water Lily sect wanted to approach Yao Yanzi.
They looked at his pitiful state as they swallowed their saliva. Even in this messy state, his devilish appearance didn’t lose the slightest charm. On the contrary, it added a sense of weak beauty that people cannot wait to ravage him brutally.
"Sisters~~" Yao Yanzi pretended to be weak and fell down. But his action was flexible and seemed to have intentionally dodged all the women who approached him.
"Opp~~~I’m sorry, this fellow friend~~" Yao Yanzi’s tall body fell on Shenlian YingYue.
He pretended to apologize while his body kept sticking to her and hugged her body tightly, like he wanted to bury himself in her body.
He sniffed her fragrant scent greedily. Likewise, he really likes her smell. What should he do? Should he ask what kind of perfume she used? He wanted to use the same perfume as her.
Shenlian YingYue fell into his hands. It’s not that she didn’t want to dodge, but this man used his golden vine to stop her from using her spiritual power again.
The golden vine was too small for everyone to notice. It came out of Yao Yanzi’s big sleeves and wrapped around her wrist.
This time, she didn’t know what happened. Even with her strength, she cannot push him away. Did he become stronger when she separated from him at the abandoned temple?
She wasn’t weak. Even when she fought without using the spiritual power and replied with the physical strength of Diyu, Yuelan RouXuan, and Sikong WenXia, she was sure that she wouldn’t be too helpless.
She knew that although her body was strong after the fierce training, she was still a woman after all.
Men also exercise the physical training and strengthen their bodies.
Even so, it really doesn’t make sense why she was powerless when she was near Yao Yanzi.
Did she miss something?
"Let go!" Shenlian YingYue almost couldn’t wait to kick Yao Yanzi away from her.
From now on, she swore that if she saw Yao Yanzi again, she would be a hundred miles away from him.
"Thank you, my fellow friend, for helping Zi’er." He said it coquettishly.

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