C269 Who Can Kill Him?

"Little minx, what do you think of my little man?" Bu Feiyan whispered seductively into the ear of Ximen Lengyue, who was visibly tense, her face ashen and her breath caught in her throat.

Ximen Lengyue, utterly engrossed in Lin Xi's battle, hadn't noticed Bu Feiyan's approach. For a Level Three Martial King, such obliviousness was inconceivable