Li Molin's gaze shifted from Yao Fei's corpse and coldly settled on Huang Xiaolong, her words coming out one by one, "Huang, Xiao, Long!" A heaven-reaching murderous intent surged, forming a massive storm around her.
Suddenly, behind Li Molin, nine giant tails appeared, fluttering in the air and then viciously stabbing towards Huang Xiaolong.
However, before Li Molin's nine giant tails could reach Huang Xiaolong, Zhao Shu's figure flashed, and he thrust out a punch. Shadows of his fist stacked upon each other, blocking Li Molin's nine tails.
"Get lost!" Li Molin's eyes shot out icy-cold light.
Zhao Shu looked at Li Molin and sneered, "You damn woman, seems like you're the one who should get lost."
You damn woman?! Li Molin was initially stunned, then her entire body's malevolent energy crazily soared—Zhao Shu had actually called her a damn woman? You damn woman!
