In the distance, Mo Lin could hear every word from Wuqi and the others clearly.
Purple and Blue Treasure Sword?
The token of a god?
From Wuqi and Guo Xing's behavior, it seemed the woman before them was not an enemy.
"I heard you bullied my friend?" Fairy Yunxia's gaze swept across the people in front of her.
This sentence exploded in everyone's ears like a thunderclap.
At this moment, the air froze, terrifyingly quiet.
Only the tense breathing of Wuqi and the others could be heard.
"Who is your friend?" Wuqi asked Fairy Yunxia with a trembling voice.
"The one who nearly died at your hands earlier, named Yun Xue'xue."
Fairy Yunxia spoke unhurriedly, "She is my friend."
All the color drained from Wuqi's reddish face instantly.
His face turned deadly pale in an instant.
Wuqi cast a pleading look at Guo Xing in the distance, signaling him to save him.
Guo Xing stood still, saying nothing.
