C36 There must be Something to Hate about Poor People

If five or six of them wanted to capture a weak girl, it would be a piece of cake.

Yun Qingrao's eyes turned cold. She knew her own body well. It was fine to deal with some women, but it was impossible to escape from the hands of so many guards that knew martial arts.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead because of the fight just now. The strong sun brought with it a scorching aura