C2 Her anger

Jun Mohan was lost in his emotions at the moment. Just now, he had accidentally kissed her, and then pinched the face that his hair covered, but right now, his heart was in a mess and he did not know what to do.

He hadn't been able to defend against White Brook's cold palm wind. But now that he had been struck in the face, he had been forced back several steps. He had no choice but to let go of White Brook's hand.

Yo, and it was even a wild cat with thorns.

"Woman, you've successfully piqued my interest. If you tell me honestly, I can let you go for a yard. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."

He walked towards her and stopped a foot away from her. His hand habitually touched the lips that she had just bitten off, and there seemed to be traces of the fragrance of her lips still remaining on them.

Bai Zhixi looked at him warily. He lowered his head and laughed lightly, his expression filled with emotions and evil, but his eyes revealed a smile yet not a smile.

"It's not certain who will release who."

White Brook anxiously attacked. He didn't think he would actually hit his opponent. When he turned around to look, he found that the shameless man who had been disregarding him earlier had been kicked behind him. Although his face was pretty, he had been distracted for a moment and had forgotten about his reaction.

"Heh, I had thought that he would have some great abilities, but it turns out he's only this much!"

Jun Mohan looked at the dumbstruck White Brook and gave a light snort. A trace of disgust flashed past his eyes;

"You don't have to decide if I have the ability or not. Watch how I teach you, a shameless bastard."

White Brook coldly looked at Jun Mohan, his entire body seemingly enveloped in a layer of cold air.

Jun Mohan looked at White Brook, slightly startled. He didn't think that after a moment of absent-mindedness, White Brook would return to his previous indifference and become calm again. He was completely different from the dazed girl from before. Had he seen wrongly?

"Oh, really? I'll wait and see. "

The corner of Jun Mohan's mouth raised slightly, as he revealed a playful smile, he liked the look of his enemy who was struggling uneasily before he died.

Jun Mohan gathered his strength and prepared to attack White Brook, but there was someone who was one step faster than him.

White Brook only stared at Jun Mohan and prepared to teach him a lesson. He didn't notice that there were other people here.

A cold wind blew and a dart flew towards White Brook like a bolt of lightning, stabbing steadily into her chest. Fresh red blood instantly poured out, covering her tattered clothes. With a "peng" sound, she fell to the ground.

"You …"

Before she even finished speaking, Jun Mohan saw White Brook fall to the ground. Her rouge like lips became darker and darker purple, and her face paled.

White Brook's wet clothes completely highlighted her petite body. Her dripping hair was disheveled, covering her face. Although Jun Mohan had hugged her before, he had never seen her appearance.

Looking at it from the side, it had the appearance of a beauty capable of toppling empires.

"prince, someone is coming!"

It was only until his subordinate sent a secret message to Jun Mohan that he finally woke up from his stupor.

Jun Mohan gently flicked the dust off of his body, he walked to the side of a stone statue holding a treasure sword, his palm pressed on the stone statue's head and turned, "Rumble", following that, a tunnel appeared in front of him, he glanced at the pale White Brook lying on the ground, and in the next moment, the stone statue returned to its original calm state.

Bai Zhixi watched as the light bastard disappeared, he was instantly enraged, staring straight at the place where Jun Mohan had disappeared, he actually shot an arrow at him secretly, truly a treacherous despicable person, it was best for me to not see you again, otherwise I would have to tear you into ten thousand pieces.