"What interests me more are those people in purple from before," Meng Jinghui said excitedly, their skills comparable to those of Qing'an Country's royal secret guards.
"Shut up!" Meng Jingqi yelled sternly, "If you distract Ninth Sister, I'll never forgive you!"
Meng Jinghui immediately silenced himself.
Nangong Lingfei, who had previously cried out in alarm, glanced at Long Xuanmo and seeing his stern expression, awkwardly touched his nose, pursed his lips, and dared not speak again. He only focused on watching Yang Mengchen ahead, who danced like a fairy, her figure fluttering elegantly, his eyes filled with astonishment and admiration.
In business, medical skill, and brimming with talent, and now even her martial arts were divine, Ninth Sister was simply not human but a seductive demon, the kind that makes one not want to live— a demoralizing demon!
Of course, being such a demon was a source of genuine pride and joy for him since she was his sister!
