C781 Winds of the Perseus Arm Six(2)

"Assistant!" Bai Xuan shouted in time.

Bai Ming helplessly retracted his legs and looked at Bai Xuan unwillingly. Luo Ningshuang only felt that the air suddenly became as thick as paste, and her flying movements became slow. Bai Ming had lightly dodged it.

"Wuchen, have you forgotten the blood feud of the sect? If you can't control your lower body, then get the hell back to the mountain