"Hahaha- Martial Sister Feng, how about Martial Brother carry you for a while? This little handsome boy won't be able to resist your suction," a deep male voice sounded. A man with a dark face in his 40s landed next to Ye Mo and Feng Yanqi.
Ye Mo long had know that this guy was already there.
Ye Mo guessed that among the few core disciples, Feng Yanqi was probably the weakest. Although she was at earth level primary stage, how was she going to get the Golden Magical Gu?
"Haha- Martial Brother Li, if you can carry Martial Sister, I would be even happier but I think my man will get jealous." Feng Yanqi didn't seem to mind the man's sudden arrival at all.
"Your man! Hehe-" Martial Brother Li laughed and looked at Ye Mo. Then he said, "I didn't think Martial Sister Feng would be able to resist for so long. You haven't touch him yet. Don't let Wen Gu take interest in him and steal it from you."
