Li Yanluo felt a strange sense of superiority in front of An Yan.
She knew Li Tianyao wouldn't die; ultimately, all she had to do was keep him by her side.
As for everything else, she didn't care.
But An Yan was different. Her laughable, so-called love made her unwilling to let Li Tianyao suffer even the slightest injury.
So, as long as Li Yanluo was ruthless enough, An Yan could do nothing to her.
Just when she was feeling smug, An Yan suddenly swung her hand.
"SLAP!"
Li Yanluo's head jerked violently to one side. Half her face was burning!
She had never practiced Ancient Martial Arts. While she was still using Li Yanluo's body, the lucid times were too short for her to have a chance to practice. Moreover, Li Tianyao hadn't allowed her to practice, worrying that if she started and her condition flared up, the resulting damage would be worse.
And now, Matsumoto Mina's body was pathetically weak!
