At the same time, the dark green smoke gradually dissipated. Mr. Qingyi was standing on the spot unharmed. Madam Crimson Snow looked at her in shock. "This is amazing. How did you do it?"
Mr. Qingyi smiled and said, "Hehe, it's none of your business!"
Madam Crimson Snow's expression turned cold. She raised her uninjured arm and waved it. In the next second, dozens of assassins from the Blood Demon Group rushed towards Feng Qing. At the same time, hundreds of darts tore through the air and attacked Feng Qing from all directions.
At the critical moment, a figure rushed out of the encirclement, leaving a series of golden shadows in the air. He appeared behind Feng Qing and waved his arms to block all the attacks for her.
