"See the Saint!"

He stepped forward again and said, "My brother is injured and poisoned. He is about to take my brother to Cihangzhai for treatment!"

"Bang--"

The Master Princess waved her sleeves again, and her eyes became cold invisibly.

"Swoosh!"

Ye Xiaoying not only stopped moving forward, but also changed her face slightly, and her upright body subconsciously arched.

The look of Master Zixian made Ye Xiaoying feel a cruel and ruthless murderous intent immersed in thousands of years.

That feeling was like a sharp sword pressing against his fragile throat, which would pierce him into one sword at any time.

Therefore, Ye Xiaoying reacted instinctively.

None of the friends dared to cross the thunder pool at all.

Ye Xiaoying squeezed out a smile: "Saint, if a man or a woman is not kissing, my brother will give it to you..."

"roll!"

The Master Prince kicked Ye Xiaoying away with one kick, then hugged Ye Fanxun and disappeared.

Looking at the backs of Shi Zixian and Ye Fan, the corner of Ye Xiaoying's mouth that fell to the ground touched several times, and finally gritted her teeth and hid the sleeve arrow in her clothes.
Chapter completed!