C70 (2/2)

Jun Mohan caressed his burning face, with one hand he grabbed the main culprit, as his cold voice came out of his mouth. Bai Zhixi was so frightened that he fell into a trance, unable to hold on for any longer, and fell flat on his body.

Coincidentally, this kiss landed on Jun Mohan's ice-cold lips, time seemed to have stopped. Those lips that were cold to the bone were sweet and soft, and a faint trace of sweetness entered her heart. She was actually so enchanting that she could not bear to part with it. She actually coveted this sort of feeling.

The surroundings were completely silent. Their bodies were pressed together and their faces were very close together. He could even see the fine fur on her face and smell the faint fragrance coming from her body. Her breathing became scorching hot and her face flushed red. He lowered his head and took her lips in his, then gently wrapped it around the tip of her tongue. Bai Zhixi instantly stopped moving, and it was unknown if it was an indifferent or astonished expression on his face.

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind lifted the curtain of the carriage and struck towards the two of them like a hot knife through butter. But Jun Mohan's speed was even faster, a cold look flashed past his eyes, and he threw Bai Zhixi out of the carriage.

After a round of spinning, the two of them slowly landed on the ground.

The charming atmosphere was no longer there. Bai Zhixi looked coldly at the man in black.

”Old friend, we meet again.”

A charming and delicate voice rang out. In the dark night sky, a red clothed person descended with the wind, her waist was soft and slender, and with a grasp, her slim and graceful figure, her curvature was sure to reveal, causing her buttocks to appear firm and round, and her breasts to stand out, captivating one's heart.

Bai Zhixi looked over, it was actually the woman who robbed her that day, she was truly enemies on a narrow road. However, since they had met today, they would settle their old and new debts together.

”Beauty, I am just a young lady. I don't hate you for murdering your father or stealing your husband, so why are you always chasing after me?”

A trace of ruthlessness hung on Bai Zhixi's impeccable face. Her voice was extremely cold and resolute, as if she was a completely different person from her usual self.

”Little girl, look at what you're saying. Of course, there's no enmity between us. It's just that I've been asked by someone to retrieve something that doesn't belong to you. If you know what's good for you, quickly hand it over so that you don't have to suffer physical pain. ”

Hong Mei twisted her slender waist and walked forward, standing in front of the black-clothed men. A pair of long, smooth, and well-proportioned beautiful legs was exposed, and even her beautiful lotus feet were silently bewitching. The little snake in his hand spat out its bright red tongue, which made ”pu pu pu pu” sounds that could cause harm.

This was the second time someone had asked for something from her, but Bai Zhixi didn't know what it was.

”Enchantment Mountain witch church Right Protector Red Demon, your reputation is indeed well-deserved. Yet you keep making things difficult for a lady who doesn't care about the world, you have truly opened my eyes. ”

Jun Mohan's slightly hoarse voice caught Hong Mei's attention. A flash of surprise flashed past her eyes, and then, like a hunter seeing his prey, her eyes lit up, staring straight at Jun Mohan without moving.

”The prince of the Eastern Prefecture Prince's manor possesses unparalleled talents in the world. ”Since you already know the purpose of Hong Mei's visit, please do not interfere in Lord Demon Lord's personal matters.”

When she heard about Jun Mohan's identity, the astonishment in her eyes disappeared. What replaced it were endless indifference, as if there was even a trace of wariness.

”Is that so? But the one you guys are going to touch is my woman, do you think I can just stand by and watch? ”

The hand that was holding onto Bai Zhixi's slender waist suddenly tightened, the voice suddenly turned cold, and mixed within was an endless amount of killing intent.

”Is that so? ”Then don't blame me for being impolite.”

As she finished speaking, she slowly took out a red flute and placed it next to her red lips. In that instant, the flute melody was especially clear in this cold and clear night, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became even more pronounced.

”Xi Er, cover your ears and find a chance to run away. Don't look back.”

Jun Mohan hugged her into his embrace, his voice as gentle as water. But before she could interrupt to ask the people from the witch church what secrets she possessed that were worth them chasing after, and even wanted to take her life, she was pushed away by Jun Mohan with a single palm.

The biting cold wind was as sharp as knives and burned his face. However, he could not help but curse him a few times.

”Jun Mohan, you black-hearted fox, you think that just because you helped me, I would be grateful? ”Let me tell you, it's impossible …”

In the cold wind, her berserk voice became weaker and weaker, to the point where even the witch church people behind could not hear what she said clearly.

Seeing that she had left, Hong Mei waved to the black clothed men behind her, indicating them to chase after Bai Zhixi. She put down the red flute in her hands and smiled mysteriously at Jun Mohan, her smile extremely frightening.

In that moment, a bright sword on the red flute flashed with a terrifying cold aura, as it rushed towards Jun Mohan like thunder. However, how could Jun Mohan, who was known as the most talented and peerless in the world, be so careless? The moment she rushed in front of him, a palm landed on Hong Mei's shoulder, instantly moved, and disappeared without a trace.

Red Demon was pushed back dozens of meters and spat out a mouthful of blood. She seemed to hear the sound of her shoulder bones breaking. She raised her head to look at the beautiful man standing against the wind in the distance. An aura akin to an Asura from hell was pressuring her to the point where she couldn't breathe. The rumor that his life had almost been taken by that palm just now was truly unbelievable.

Fear and unease flashed through his blood-colored eyes as he continuously retreated and stood amongst the remaining black-clothed people. He picked up the red flute and started to play again. However, the flute music was not as gentle as before. There seemed to be countless ants biting their bodies, causing them a splitting headache.

His red lips curled up into a sneer. Originally, he had wanted to trade his handsome face for his own. Since he doesn't know how to appreciate favors, then don't blame him for being impolite. Therefore, he played the flute louder.