Under the Cloud Note’s face that wasn’t wearing any makeup, but was so beautiful that it made people forget to breathe, there was never a trace of lip gloss on it. It was as pink as a newborn baby, with a natural pink color.
Those words that made people feel as if their heads had been smashed by something sounded calmly, coming out from the natural pink lips.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone’s heart felt as if someone had pinched it with their palms. Even their breathing quickened.
Liu Fenfen, Su Ya, Su Zawa, Wen Zhengyu, and the rest of the people present had originally thought that when Yun Jian faced the twenty assassins from Scarlet Ridge, even if she was the god of destruction, it would still be extremely difficult for her.
After all, everyone present had seen the killing moves of the twenty assassins from Scarlet Ridge.
