Eldest Xiong's evil hand was poised to grab Su Yixue's chest!
All was closing in, just within reach...
Zhang Meng and Zou Weiwei were anxiously urging Eldest Xiong on, faster, just a bit faster!
Just a little more, just a little, and they could defile Ye Fan's woman; the task assigned to them would be nearly complete.
Their superiors had ordered that anything that could bring suffering to Ye Fan and his woman would be considered fulfillment of the mission!
As Eldest Xiong's body continued downward, what was originally just a foot's distance suddenly felt like a thousand miles away, making it extremely difficult to get any closer.
Whoosh!
Just as Eldest Xiong was about a half-foot away from Su Yixue's skin, the air suddenly rippled, and the Red Silk Spirit Body, like an enraged dragon, shot furiously through the air...
Whiz whiz whiz!
The Red Threads pierced the void, emitting a sharp, explosive sound!
In an instant, Eldest Xiong was tightly entangled!
