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Chapter 513: Hunting cold-faced men hard to get! (1)

Hunting cold-faced men, playing hard to get! (1)

Hearing the sound of dawn in the east and seeing her rushing toward her, Luo Jifeng instinctively stopped his whip.

He had no choice but to use the force of the whip. He wanted to stop the whip now, but it was too late.

The purple gold whip drew a streak of purple light in the air, and the tail of the whip still struck Dongfang Lixiao.[

Of course, Dongfang Dawn was not injured.

As soon as Luo Jifeng drew back his whip in time, there was not much power left in the whip when it was drawn out of Dongfang Dawn.

Secondly, Dongfang Lixia was not a fool and would not really harm herself for the sake of a flesh-and-blood ruse. When she pounced on him, she had already used her telekinesis to restrain Luo Jifeng's whip.

Therefore, that whip looks powerful.

In fact, it was just the tip of the whip that cut through Dongfang Lixiao's sleeve, leaving a bloody mark on her arm.

Of course, because there was only one candle on the table in the room, the light was dim and it was such a chaotic situation.

Not to mention Xuan Ying, even Luo Jifeng didn't see clearly the extent of her injuries.

Moreover, Dongfang Breaking Dawn groaned exaggeratedly.

That moan just made both men tighten their hearts.

He kicked up the chair on his side and threw it towards Luo Jifeng, who was frozen in place. Xuan Ying stretched out his arms to hug Dongfang Lixiao's slender waist and rushed out of the window.

Behind him, the purple figure followed him like a shadow, it was Luo Jifeng.

This time, he didn't want to act again, but he was just worried about Dongfang Lixiao's injury and wanted to see how serious it was.

Naturally, Xuan Ying would not think of this, and would only think that he wanted to catch up and rob someone.

At the moment, I only push my own Qinggong to the limit.

Seeing Luo Jifeng chasing him out, Dongfang Lixia just shook his hand gently at Xuan Ying's shoulder.

That gesture seemed to be a farewell, but also seemed to tell him not to pursue her.

Luo Jifeng took a breath and finally stopped on the grass beside the hot spring.

Xuan Ying rushed all the way, and the sound only attracted all the disciples from the Nine Layers Palace, including Huarong.


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