This kiss, kissed until suffocation before letting go of the demon woman. Ji Feixue's face blushed slightly, spitting repeatedly: "It's all the taste of Su Sister! If there is such a strong taste next time, I will directly kiss Su Sister. Why would I let you middlemen take advantage?"
Su He laughed loudly, raised his hand to point, and opened a space channel, pulling Ji Feixue into it. As soon as they emerged, a blade light rushed straight towards Su He's face.
Su He caught the blade light with one hand, his fingers exerting a slight force to crush it. He looked up ahead.
He saw four clan uncles enclosing East Mountain Tuantuan, forming a circle that marked out a battlefield.
In the battlefield, two figures fought indecisively.
It was the Deposed Crown Prince and Zhanxiu.
It was indeed Zhanxiu who swung his blade towards him just now, aiming straight for his face.
