"Let her go!" Looking at the two figures slowly walking away, Mo Weiliang was frightened, tears slid down her face, and her delicate little face lost all color.

No! She must not let anyone hurt Yiran!

No--

Wei Liang's eyes widened suddenly, and he suddenly punched the thick wrist in front of him with all his strength.

The man suddenly screamed, and bright red blood flowed down his wrist... and fell to the dry ground, turning into a coquettish flower.

"How dare you bite me! Bitch!"

He stared at her and raised his palm fiercely——

Snap——

There was another crisp sound, and Mo Weiliang felt a roar in his ears, a sweet taste surged in his mouth, and blood flowed down the corners of his lips.

"Ahem..."

A rugged bloodstain clung to the corner of her lips, and her pale lips lost their color like faded flowers.

The cold wind blew gently, and suddenly there was a strong wind in Mo Weiliang's ears. Suddenly, the hands that restrained her suddenly let go. Due to not standing for a long time, her legs suddenly became sore, and her whole body leaned like the floor.

The breeze brought bursts of fragrance, and the invisible fragrance made the cold air fresh and comfortable. Mo Weiliang poured into a broad and strong chest.

The natural fragrance filled her nose, gradually calming down the pain in her brain.

Raising his head slightly, what he saw was a face wearing a silver charm mask, flaxen hair, and the only eye-catching thing was his green eyes.

Wearing a gray bottoming shirt, a silver-white vest, a pair of slender suit black trousers, and a handsome black cloak behind him, flowing in the air with the cold wind.

The whole person's appearance is like Satan in the dark night. His plain mouth and clear eyes make people feel fearful.

"Who are you?"

Mo Weiliang laid her hands on his chest, as if she had found someone to rely on. Her half-closed eyes were filled with tears, and her soft hair fell on her shoulders, making her look even more charming. Her voice was as light as a fragile one.

Glass will shatter with a slight shock.

"Shh-"

The silver-charming man stretched out his slender fingers and gently blocked her pale lips.

Mo Weiliang was stunned. The soft feeling on his fingertips came from his lips, as if he had touched it somewhere before. It was light and cool.

"Where did you come from, you little brat! What kind of crime do you deserve for hurting me?" When the man saw the silver-charming man coming from nowhere, he beat his men to pieces, and sparks suddenly flew up.

, grabbing Bei Yiran, his steps kept stopping.

"Chu Palace."

The silver-charming man just spat out two words, but the bloodlust in his eyes was dangerous and frightening.

"Chu Chu Chu... Chu Dian!"

After the man heard the two words he said, he was speechless and immediately fell to his knees in fear, and his whole body began to tremble in fear.

Who in this world doesn't know Chu Dian? I heard that he is very mysterious, so mysterious that people will feel respect and fear whenever they hear his name. His strength is comparable to that of the king of Yi Leng Temple.

No one has seen the true face of Chu Dian until now, because as long as he has seen him, that person must be dead!

All I know is that he usually wears a gray base shirt, a silver-white vest, a pair of slender black trousers, and a black cloak wrapped in dense darkness, with a mask covering his eyes and nose.
Chapter completed!