The young man stared coldly at those talking booths: "I don't mind if you change places to set up stalls now!"
The stall owners immediately fell silent and did not dare to speak again.
The young man withdrew his eyes in satisfaction, and looked at the seemingly helpless woman in front of him with a sneer: "Little girl, didn't your family tell you that you should keep a low profile and be careful when you go out?"
He stood up and walked in front of Ye Qingluo.
His cold eyes, like snakes, wrapped tightly around Ye Qingluo's face.
"I didn't even ask about it, who are our Predator, and it turned out to be me when I found the fault."
The young man suddenly stretched out his hand towards Ye Qingluo, with an evil smile on his face: "Little girl, do you have a hundred or so magic cores on your body? Let brother look for them, where are those magic cores hidden."
That's what he said, but his hands went directly to Ye Qingluo's chest.
Ye Qingluo's face darkened.
However, before she could make a move, there was a sudden gust of cool wind from behind, and the young man in front of him snorted and was kicked flying out.
The whole person landed on the magic core booth.
Only the sound of the booth shattering was heard, and the magic core was scattered all over the ground.
"Who... who is who!"
As soon as the young man opened his mouth, he spat out a big mouthful of blood with a "wow".
He clutched his chest, his whole body was in severe pain and he couldn't stand up.
Ye Qingluo's waist was tightly encircled by a strong arm, and her delicate body was drawn into the warm and generous arms of the man.
Di Moxuan squinted his long and narrow peach blossom eyes, with a tinge of coldness glowing.
He stared at the young man's hand coldly, thinking to himself how he should abolish his hand.
The young man's face was pale, and under Di Moxuan's eyes, he was trembling uncontrollably.
"Do you know who we are! We are Predator people!" The twenty or so people who surrounded him scolded coldly when they saw their boss was injured.
Immediately, the twenty or so people clenched their weapons and headed towards Ye Qingluo's direction.
The other party is just a man and a woman, and they both look delicate and weak.
Even if that man is a profound practitioner, he is no match for twenty or so of them!
Thinking of this, everyone's attack became fierce.
Sure enough, when they attacked, the man who had just kicked their boss away suddenly let go of the woman's hand.
Throwing the woman on the spot, he flew and escaped into the crowd.
Hmph, be afraid!
Facing the siege of more than 20 of them, no matter how powerful the profound practitioner is, his legs will be weak in fright!
Not to mention just an ordinary-looking man.
Husband and wife are birds in the same forest, they fly separately when disaster strikes.
This is indeed true.
The twenty or so people showed no intention of showing mercy, and slashed at the woman's face.
Although it's a pity for this beautiful woman, but... After saving the face of their Predator, what kind of woman do you want
However, when they thought that they could easily take the woman's life, they saw a charming smile on the corner of the woman's mouth.
Those charming eyes that seemed to be able to seduce the soul shone with an intoxicating luster.
Ye Qingluo narrowed her cold eyes slightly, turned her palm over, and the red feather fan fell into her palm.
With a movement of her five fingers, the feather fan unfolded, the profound energy gathered, and a whirlwind swept towards the twenty or so people.
The whirlwind was originally only light and without any lethality.
But as soon as he got close to those twenty or so people, it seemed as if he opened his bloody mouth, and instantly swallowed those twenty or so people into it.
Several screams sounded, and the twenty or so fell to the ground, unable to get up again.