Suddenly, dozens of men in black rushed out from the street where there were few people left. Each of them was filled with bloodthirsty murderous aura and attacked this side with swords in hand. Because of the appearance of those dozens of people, several people who were packing up their stalls on the street screamed, dropped their things and ran for their lives.
The atmosphere of the entire street suddenly changed due to the appearance of dozens of men in black. The bloodthirsty aura and pressure instantly enveloped the surroundings, making the entire air solidify.
Feeling something unusual, Feng Jiu, who was protected in Ling Mohan's arms, had her eyes flickering slightly and patted his hands: "Let me go." The strength of these people was not simple. The lowest one had the Golden Core cultivation level, and there were several Yuanying cultivators among them!
Such a strong man was definitely not sent here to attack her, but to attack Ling Mohan.
No, maybe, it wasn't because of Ling Mohan's identity, but his original identity! Otherwise, no force would be able to send so many strong men to hunt him down at once. If such strong men took action, they would definitely want to take his life!
By the way, it seems that tonight is the fifteenth again. These people always seem to like to take action on the fifteenth. I guess they think that Ling Mohan’s body is the weakest on the fifteenth night, and the thousand-year-old coldness in his body will flare up!
However, they did not know that with her pills suppressing the cold poison, although the thousand-year-old poison could not be eliminated for the time being, it would no longer recur.
She had the power of the ancient beast in her body and was protected by Ling Mohan, so she was not afraid of the pressure and murderous aura coming from all directions. However, Leng Shuang and Leng Hua, who were following behind her, turned pale under this pressure and blood flowed from their mouths.
Gray Wolf and Shadow stood in front of the two masters in an instant. At the same time, a signal was given. With a bang, fireworks bloomed in the night sky. In an instant, dozens of men in black appeared and attacked the man in black in front from behind.
"Leng Shuang and Leng Hua, come here!" She shouted quickly, asking the two to come closer. At the same time, she released the ancient aura in her body, forming an air shield to block the pressure from the powerful people around them.
Seeing this scene, Ling Mohan looked down at her, but did not let her go. He still held her to his side and protected her in his arms.
The person who came was at least at the Jindan level. Even though she was quite skilled, he was still worried about her leaving his side. Only by holding her in his arms could he ensure that she would not be hurt in any way.
"These people are coming for you."
Feng Jiu spoke, frowning: "They are very strong, and the bloodthirsty aura on their bodies is stronger than that of ordinary killers, and their fighting style is desperate. Your opponent is not simple!"
"Are you scared?" He curled the corners of his lips slightly, and his deep gaze fell on her face.
"Afraid?" She raised her eyebrows and glanced at him, then asked with a smile, "If I say I'm afraid, will you let go?"
"Won't."
He hugged her tightly, his black pupils staring at her, and said in a low, magnetic voice, seriously and domineeringly: "I will never let you go, and you don't have to be afraid. No matter how dangerous it is, I will protect you and won't let anyone hurt you in the slightest."
Hearing this, her heart was shocked, and her heart began to beat wildly. In the midst of the swords and sabers, she stared at him blankly, and there seemed to be a voice in her heart saying, don't hesitate, don't be afraid, try to believe, try to love...