Behind the middle-aged man, a man with an ugly scar on his face stepped forward.
"Sir, leave this little girl to me."
The middle-aged man sneered, "Poison Centipede, you really can't move when you see beauties."
Poison Centipede laughed heartily, "Haha, I've captured such a pretty girl, I'm going to enjoy her well."
"Poison Centipede, you're not the only one who wants her, I like her too. I want to capture her to warm my bed."
Behind Poison Centipede, a big fat man also sneered.
Listening to these obscene words, Lin Chen's gaze grew colder and colder.
However, Shangguan Wan'er remained very calm, her treasured sword in hand flashing with dazzling cold light.
Screech!
Shangguan Wan'er swung her treasured sword aimlessly, and a violent sword shadow swept out instantly.
Sword shadows crisscrossed in the air, slicing through tornadoes, shooting directly at the poison mist.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
