Hearing this, Feng Tianlan paused and weighed his options before turning around and looking up at Su Jingfeng, "Can you take me there?"
"I thought you had the backbone to leave without stopping." Su Jingfeng curled his lips and looked down at Feng Tianlan. He didn't have the backbone that he had imagined.
Feng Tianlan crossed her arms and looked up at him without showing any weakness. "For Mo Bai, what is this little bit of backbone?"
"Then, why don't you sleep with me?"
As soon as he said that, a few sharp icicles suddenly pierced towards his face. He let go and turned his head. With a swishing sound, a big tree fell.
Su Jingfeng's figure flashed and his body floated down. His silver hair fluttered in the wind, as if he was in the Milky Way in the high sky.
"Speak if you want to speak. Don't touch me. Otherwise, this cenotaph will be ruined and I won't be able to live in peace even if I die."
