He Xi Temple's eyeballs flickered, and he suddenly charged toward Zhang Xiaoyi to his side.
"Kill one first whenever possible!"
He sneered.
Xiao Mengyu indeed rushed forward, shielding Zhang Xiaoyi, brandishing her sword and barking:
"Stop!"
He Xi Temple suddenly gave up on Zhang Xiaoyi, his figure soared like an eagle, and within a few leaps, he was far away.
"Hahaha!"
He laughed out loud, "Xiao Mengyu, if you have the guts, fight me one-on-one next time!"
As he spoke, he moved even farther away.
—He ran away.
Xiao Mengyu bit her lip and suddenly said, "Shen Ye!"
"We can't just let this go."
"We have to find him, we absolutely cannot let him kill again!"
"Don't you agree?"
No response.
Xiao Mengyu was slightly taken aback, her complexion changed.
On the other side.
He Xi Temple crossed the stream and arrived behind a concealed rock.
He patted the bracelet on his wrist, took out a spray, and applied it to the startling wound on his chest.
