Lu Xian was like a frightened rabbit. She squatted on the ground and hugged herself, trying her best to shrink herself.
Although she didn't continue to scream exasperatedly, she looked around vigilantly. Her face was pale without a trace of blood, and she kept mumbling softly.
"Don't touch me. Go away. I won't believe you again. Don't touch me…"
Chi Jiao squatted down to level her gaze with her.
Lu Xian's gaze shifted to her face and was caught off-guard by her dark and deep eyes.
At this moment, no matter who approached her, they would make her feel fatal fear and restlessness.
Quan Jue clenched his fists as he stood looking at them, ready to move at any moment.
If Lu Xian dared to hurt Jiaojiao, he wouldn't forgive her.
Other than them, no one else dared to approach Lu Xian. They all hid far away.
When a lunatic went crazy, they had no rationality and would hit and kill people.
