But Su Yingxue knew it was too late.
She could almost feel the cold wind brought by the blade behind her and the slight chill of her torn clothes.
"Yingxue, watch out!"
Qin Muyan didn't even have time to pull her into his embrace.
However, just as the blade was about to touch her skin, about to pierce through her...
"Bang, bang, bang!"
A series of loud noises came rushing through, a black shadow passed by, and before anyone could see clearly what it was, all the knives flying toward Su Yingxue were severed!
Saint Ruan's eyes widened. "D*mn!"
What was that?
Oh, it was a person.
Su Yingxue withdrew her needles and turned around, meeting Zi Wei's cold, emotionless eyes.
"You're back?"
Her joy overflowed in her words.
Zi Wei nodded stiffly. "Yeah."
Where she faced danger, he would be there!
