At that moment, Xu Yan's appearance was indeed like that of a madman. Not only did the hairpin on her head fall off, but there were also two bright palm prints on her face. However, she was dressed lightly as well. With that kind of fall, the two lumps of flesh on her chest almost popped out of her clothes. The surrounding male disciples had a feast for their eyes. Their eyes seemed to have grown hooks as they stared intently at Xu Yan's chest.
Xu Yan was usually very glamorous. She had never been bullied like that. At that moment, she did not care about the rules of the sect. She threw five wind blades at Yun Chujiu.
