Staring at the man getting closer and closer, Yan Xiaomo swallowed her saliva uneasily, and her subordinates groped for a stone in a panic.

It's false to say that I'm not afraid, that man's aura is too cold, and she trembles in her heart.

"Don't come here, you're welcome to come again."

Yan Xiaomo was still stiff-mouthed, anxious, but stared at the man fiercely.

"Edgeworth Villa won't let you go."

Yan Xiaomo was a little hungry and desperate in her heart, her skills were too short, and the Xi Murong in front of her was strong in martial arts, so she would definitely not be able to do anything.

"Are you finished?" Xi Murong stood two meters away from Yan Xiaomo and stopped, looking down at Yan Xiaomo condescendingly.

I saw that the white and tender baby face was aggrieved and panicked, and his eyes glared at him fiercely, but it did not have the slightest deterrent effect, but was a bit bluffing.

It's like a fried kitten.

"Well, you, don't hit me." Yan Xiaomo subconsciously bit her lip, for fear that this Xi Murong would come over with a palm.

After all, she stained people's clothes.

Xi Murong was silent, staring at the delicate body with sharp eyes.

"Big deal, I'll help you wash your clothes!" Yan Xiaomo sighed, and said with an expression that I would suffer a loss.

To be honest, Yan Xiaomo was unwilling to wash this Xi Murong's clothes, if he didn't listen to him, how could she spray vomit on Xi Murong's body.

It's not that he did it himself, and the last thing he shouldn't have done is to hold himself hostage.

Isn't it a loss to wash his clothes?

When did she feel so wronged by washing someone else's clothes?

"Don't worry, I won't beat you, I won't kill you, as long as you go back to the Demon Palace with me, otherwise ......"

Xi Murong put her hands behind her back, and her tone was full of threat.

"Okay, I promise." Yan Xiaomo immediately nodded in agreement, her eyes wet and cute.

So far, she can only promise this man first, she believes that the Imperial Sword Villa will not sit idly by, and her master Li Bai will not ignore her.

At this moment, Li Bai suddenly sneezed twice, sniffed, and didn't know which guy was scolding him.

"Little Er, another pot of wine."

"Okay!"

"Brother Li Bai'......"

Suddenly, a pink figure rushed towards Li Bai.

Hearing the voice, Li Bai's face changed, and then he quickly put down a piece of silver on the table, and hurriedly jumped out of the window with the surrounding guys.

"Damn, Brother Li Bai ran away again." Princess Spruce looked hatefully in the direction Li Bai had left, and kicked the stool in dissatisfaction.

Li Bai thought that he was out of trouble, and when he was rejoicing for himself, he found that the air seemed to have a cold fragrance.

"Why is this smell so familiar?" Li Bai muttered softly.

"Xiaobai, where are you going to run this time?" The voice is gentle, like a warm breeze.

I saw several figures falling into the air, white snowflakes floating around.

Li Bai took half a step back, he still had something to do today!

Wang Zhaojun stepped out from behind the maid, holding the queen's scepter in his hand.

"Miss Zhaojun, what a coincidence." Li Bai scratched the back of his head and looked left and right, looking for a direction to escape.

"Xiaobai, follow me back to the Snow Palace!"

The corners of Wang Zhaojun's mouth hooked slightly, this time she couldn't let Li Bai leave.

"In vain, you said you wouldn't leave me." Another soft voice rang out.