Fairy Yunxia's figure hovered in mid-air, a terrifying sense of oppression descended.
She faced Zhu Zizai without falling behind at all.
As for what Six-Eared Mingyue said about Mo Lin being able to draw the Purple and Blue Treasure Sword, Fairy Yunxia didn't believe it.
Even if someone could draw the Purple and Blue Treasure Sword, that person couldn't be Mo Lin.
There's no such coincidence in this world.
"Zhu Zizai, are you going to risk your life for someone irrelevant?"
Fairy Yunxia questioned Zhu Zizai.
Zhu Zizai just stared at Fairy Yunxia indifferently, without speaking.
This attitude was enough to prove everything.
By protecting Mo Lin, he was essentially seeking the last chance of survival for his son.
If Mo Lin died, his son would never wake up again.
Zhu Zizai was determined to protect Mo Lin.
Zhu Zizai made a sealing gesture with his hands, and a violent aura gathered around him.
The tattoos on Zhu Zizai's body exuded a murderous intent.
