C3 Attack One's Vital Points

The man looked coldly at Xia Yi Yi and emotionlessly said, "Get out."

Xia Yiyi wasn't affected by his coldness at all, as she inwardly ridiculed him: a beautiful man may be good, but he was just too cold.

Xia Yiyi noticed with her sharp eyes that the man's right arm was blood-red, which was extremely frightening.

The man tore off his clothes without a care, revealing his badly mutilated right arm. From Xia Yiyi's point of view, it seemed like she had used a blade to cut him.

Xia Yiyi watched from the sidelines as she thought to herself: This man looks extremely handsome, but I didn't expect him to be a tough guy who isn't afraid of pain.

He then took out a shiny dagger and placed it on the fire to roast it. Then, he cut at the wound, removing the rotten flesh from the wound without even batting an eyelid.

Seeing this scene, Xia Yiyi's eyebrows couldn't help but twitch. She couldn't help but cry out in pain for him.

If it were any normal person, they would have cried out loud. However, not only did the man in front of him not make a sound, he did not even frown, as if he was just a bystander.

With his mental fortitude, he could see that this man was no pushover.

Xia Yi Yi couldn't help but admire him.

"Have you seen enough?" Just as Xia Yiyi was enjoying the scene, a deep and low voice sounded out, shattering her wild thoughts.

Seeing the man's unfathomable and aggressive gaze, Xia Yiyi couldn't help but shiver. She subconsciously counted with her thumb towards him and said: "Bro, you're really cool."

"Get out." The man opened his mouth slightly and said emotionlessly.

"Bro, let me say …" Before Xia Yi Yi Yi could finish her words, she was splashed five steps away.

She looked at the man in alarm. She didn't expect that the man who wasn't aggressive a moment ago would suddenly leap up and use his robe as a tool to shoot water at her. In order to avoid the water, she had no choice but to jump back, but to be splashed by some water.

"Hey, you …"

"Scram!" The man sat down again and said coldly.

Not only was Xia Yiyi not scared, she sat down leisurely, looked at him, and asked: "Do you need my help?"

The man said without raising his head, "I'll say it again. Get out."

Xia Yiyi said recklessly, "If I don't come, you can …"

Before she could finish her sentence, Xia Yiyi had already escaped another merciless shooting attack.

Xia Yiyi's chest was beating wildly. She also knew very well that with her martial arts background, she probably wasn't a match for the man in front of her.

After examining the situation, a trace of caution appeared in Xia Yiyi's eyes as she said carefully: "I only escaped in order to escape. Please forgive me if I did something rash."

The man didn't listen at all. The spring water in the pond was his weapon, shooting continuously towards Xia Yiyi, stirring up the spring water. It sizzled as it flew towards her. Xia Yiyi hid in a sorry state.

Xia Yiyi gritted her teeth and dodged the man's last strike. Suddenly, her eyebrows raised as she thought of something.

She stepped on a rock and rushed towards the man like a swallow. The man's shirt was loosened, revealing the red apron underneath.

The man saw the red apron under her clothes and paused. Xia Yiyi took the opportunity to jump into his embrace, using her soft breasts to rub against his chest. She then said gently: "You saw my body. If you don't take responsibility for me, the only way I can keep it clean is by dying."

The man's eyebrows moved.

"Your Majesty, if you look at this servant's body, you must bring this servant home. Otherwise, this servant will only die, my innocence will be destroyed, and I won't be able to live my life." Xia Yiyi stared at the man with her rippling eyes, speaking with a tone that was as if she was speaking with deep emotion.

The man was stunned.

Taking advantage of his moment of daze, Xia Yiyi pushed the sharp stone in her hand towards the artery of the man's neck with lightning speed. It was just a feint, so she raised her foot and kicked the man's lower body.

Hit a snake seven inches, make a man lower his body.