"Little Xun?" Mo Yuxun tilted his head slightly, and his black hair slipped from his shoulders. His eyes narrowed slightly. There was an indescribable evilness in them.
Shen Yanxiao suddenly felt uneasy. She subconsciously pulled away from Mo Yuxun.
The current Mo Yuxun was too strange.
However, just as Shen Yanxiao wanted to retreat, Mo Yuxun's figure quickly approached, grabbed Shen Yanxiao's wrist, and pulled her into his arms.
The extremely dominating power did not even give Shen Yanxiao a chance to struggle!
"But right now, no matter how beautiful the tears of the merfolks are, they are not even one-thousandth as beautiful as you in my eyes, Little Xiao." Mo Yuxun's mouth formed an evil arc as he looked down at Shen Yanxiao, who was tied up in his arms.
"Let go!" Shen Yanxiao trembled and immediately released her magic and battle aura.
