Chapter Five Hundred Thirty-Eight
"No! Yang Xiao, you bastard, stop it! Help me!"
Song Yi screamed, trying to stop Yang Xiao.
"Xiaoyi, stop resisting. These are all my people, no one will come to save you," Yang Xiao said with a grimace, forcefully tearing at Song Yi's clothes.
"Aren't you afraid that Xiaoshan will come and kill you? If you do this to me, Xiaoshan will surely kill you," Song Yi shrieked.
Yang Xiao's face slightly changed.
The image of that person who cut down three helicopters in mid-air, like a Divine Demon, immediately surfaced in his mind. Yang Xiao's hand froze for a moment; despite his unwillingness to admit it, that instinctual fear seeped out from the bottom of his heart. If Song Yi really was that guy's woman, and if he really touched Song Yi, who would be able to stop him when that guy came knocking.
Not to mention the Serpent Witch Sect, they couldn't protect him all the time either.
At the moment Yang Xiao's movements paused,
