"It's painful for you queen to bite!" Mu Zihan first returned to his mind, stroked the wound on his back, looked at Lin Yuan, and put on a frivolous look.

after that, he approached Lin Yuan again. But separated by Mu Yixuan.

"enough!" The deep eyes suddenly cold down, suddenly a whip quickly flicked away, Mu Zihan just got that palm, it is hurt not light, now it is too late to avoid, had to forcefully next whip. There was a deep split on the arm. The skin was full of flesh. The wound turned black. It must have been poisoned on the whip. I'm afraid the hand will be...