However, Mo Qi's powerful palm failed to hit Huang Yueli at all.
When he was still three feet away from Huang Yueli, he was knocked out by a mysterious force several times stronger. His body flew upside down and hit the wall hard!
The Pavilion Master's voice was as cold as ice: "Mo Qi, what are you doing? You are so brave. Do you no longer want to live?"
Mo Qi clutched his chest, climbed up with difficulty, and fell to his knees.
"Master, you... this woman hurt you! With such a noble status of yours, how dare she... how dare she..."
Huang Yueli understood. It seemed that this guard who was eager to protect his master could not bear to see such a vicious woman stabbing his master.
The man touched his neck, and the bright red blood stained his hand, which was particularly dazzling against the white jade-like fingers. He turned to look at Huang Yueli, curled his lips, and said nothing.
Huang Yueli glanced at him and snorted coldly: "What? How noble is your master? He can't even touch him? That's fine. As long as you advise your master to stay away and stop wandering in front of me, then I couldn’t stab him even if I wanted to, could I?”
The man frowned, and suddenly, as if he couldn't bear the pain of the wound, he groaned.
Mo Qi almost jumped up nervously, "Master... you!"
However, the man didn't even look at him. Instead, he looked at Huang Yueli and said aggrievedly: "Little one, do you want to be so heartless? Don't worry, no matter what my identity is, I will not do anything to you." You are putting on airs with your wife, and you will never hit her back or retaliate when you scold her, you can stab her as many times as you like!"
Huang Yueli raised her eyebrows, "Seriously?"
She shook the sharp blade with a cold light in her hand, with the intention of going over to make a few more cuts.
"master!"
Mo Qi almost rushed over again, but was held down by other guards who had just rushed in after hearing the noise.
"What are you doing? Don't stop me! Didn't you see that woman was going to stab the master??"
"I'll go! You stupid young man, you've had enough!" Mo Liu pressed him firmly from behind, "Can't you see? The master is willing to be stabbed by Miss Bai! Otherwise, with Miss Bai's cultivation Why, how could it be possible to hurt the master even a hair?"
"What are you talking about? Master is not a masochist, why should he be stabbed?"
Mo Liu quickly covered his mouth, "Shh! What are you talking about? You really don't want to live anymore?"
In fact, Mo Liu was also very puzzled, although judging from his master's attitude, he probably wanted to marry this Miss Bai as his mistress.
But, what is the identity of the master? The object of admiration for many princesses of great powers and prodigies of sects has a cold personality, aloofness and aloofness, and he never treats women with false pretences.
Why can Miss Diao Bai be so indulgent
He had been following his master for so many years, and anyone who dared to challenge his master's authority was crushed to death. However, this Miss Bai just wanted to show off her master's face again and again, but she actually stabbed him directly with a knife!
What's even weirder is that the master doesn't take it seriously. No, it's not that he doesn't take it seriously, but he seems to enjoy it...
Under the strange gazes of his subordinates, the master of the pavilion took the initiative to lean towards Huang Yueli and pulled half of the clothes on his chest, revealing a large area of strong and sexy chest muscles with clear lines like white jade.
"Come on, stab me here. My body belongs to you. I didn't expect that, little one, you have such a strong taste. But as the saying goes, hitting is kissing, scolding is loving, and spanking is..."
(End of chapter)