"Hey, little sister, you’re so pretty and your voice is so sweet. Tell your brother, what’s your na?"
The plaid shirt man’s tone was frivolous, but his eyes were full of greed.
He had played with so many girls, yet it was his first ti seeing such an exquisite beauty. She might not be the most beautiful in the world, but her unique temperant was sothing he had never encountered or enjoyed before. Unlike Ying Xue’s delicate and pitiful deanor, she was like a white rose covered in thorns. Just thinking of this made him burn with desire. It seed he was in for a great treat today.
Gu Qiaoqiao coldly curled her lips, flicked her fingers, and three Ice Arrow Talismans silently shot towards the three n. She didn’t have ti for nonsense with these people.
Then, a surge of energy struck Ying Xue, who was in a semi-unconscious state.
It wasn’t that Ying Xue was timid; many girls, when confronted with such sudden situations, would faint in fear, let alone resist, which made it easy for bad guys to have their way.
Gu Qiaoqiao’s burst of energy was to wake Ying Xue up.
These four bursts of energy happened almost simultaneously.
Subsequently, there were two cries of "Ah," while the two other n, already sweating from trying to drag the girl to the back hill, suddenly felt like they were plunged into an ice cellar. Their bodies were freezing as if encased in ice ten thousand feet thick, involuntarily letting go and gasping as if their hearts were frozen too.
Their faces turned deathly pale instantly.
These two were about the sa age as the young man, around twenty-four or twenty-five, with roguish eyes that made them look far from decent.
At this mont, Ying Xue finally regained consciousness and seeing Gu Qiaoqiao was like seeing her savior. She had already been released from her constraints, and she stumbled toward Gu Qiaoqiao, grabbing her tightly, still trembling, lips quivering too, incapable of speech.
Her hand clutched Gu Qiaoqiao’s arm tightly. Gu Qiaoqiao patted the back of her hand gently twice. A silent flow of Spiritual Energy seeped into the back of her hand, then spread throughout Ying Xue’s body, gradually warming her terrified heart.
The plaid shirt man chuckled, "Little sister, what’s your na? You’re so beautiful. How about going out with your brother for a few days? I promise I won’t treat you badly." While speaking, he made a lewd gesture, thrusting his hips, "You’ll see how powerful your brother is."
Gu Qiaoqiao looked at him sowhat surprised. He seed to be an ordinary person, not soone from the Mystic Sect. Her Ice Arrow Talismans could even overpower soone from there, so why was he unhard?
Gu Qiaoqiao looked closely and noticed a faint golden light on this lewd man’s chest. No doubt, it was an Amulet, a powerful one, that protected him. Otherwise, he would be just like those two frozen punks, shivering.
His words and actions made Gu Qiaoqiao’s anger rise. His lecherous gaze was undeniable, but his bulging waistband suggested he might even be carrying a gun.
As he spoke, he approached Gu Qiaoqiao, attempting to grab her. Gu Qiaoqiao sidestepped with Ying Xue, making the plaid shirt man miss his target. Yet he was even more intrigued, just about to speak when his two henchn behind him stamred, "Bo...Boss, we’re...so cold..."
By now, the two n were frozen, sitting on the ground, unaffected by the blazing sun overhead.
Gu Qiaoqiao’s Ice Arrow Talismans only displayed one percent of their power. After all, they were ordinary people, not to be treated like Mystic Sect mbers, who could easily die without caution.
No matter their actions, if they died here, it would still be a big trouble for Gu Qiaoqiao.
So the Ice Arrow Talismans weren’t very potent, but enough to make them suffer.
The leader, of course, couldn’t comprehend their agony, his lewd eyes darting from Gu Qiaoqiao to Ying Xue, licking his lips, "Ying Xue, you can go. Let this little sister stay with ."
He knew Ying Xue’s na. Could they be acquaintances?
Ying Xue was slowly coming to her senses, clutching Gu Qiaoqiao’s arm harder, her shaky voice saying, "Let’s go quickly. They’re thugs. I don’t know them..."
She tried to move her stiff body, pulling Gu Qiaoqiao toward the stairs to flee.
But the plaid shirt man moved swiftly, blocking them, his eyes fixing on Gu Qiaoqiao, "Even if you don’t tell your na, I’ll find out."
Turning to Ying Xue, he sneered, "It’s said whores are heartless. We just shared a kiss, and you’re already calling a thug."
"Shut up!" Ying Xue shouted, her face alternating between blue and white.
Tears stread down as she cried, "You forced . I...I’m going to report you to the police..."
Standing closer, Gu Qiaoqiao realized the opponent’s Amulet was quite powerful, emitting a fierce glow towards her, seemingly recognizing her unusual aura.
Gu Qiaoqiao knew her talismans seed ineffective, but she could still teach this foul-mouthed person a lesson. Recalling Ying Xue’s state at noon, even if they knew each other, it was obvious he was using force, and force was illegal. Having seen it, she couldn’t ignore it.
Moreover, he was saying such disgusting words and making such vile actions.
Gu Qiaoqiao pulled her arm from Ying Xue’s grip, then stepped forward with a smile, "Lower your head, I have sothing to say."
The plaid shirt man’s face lit up with unrestrained joy, not expecting the beauty to surrender so quickly, perhaps enthralled by his charm?
He obediently lowered his head slightly. Gu Qiaoqiao picked up a thin book—using her hand felt gross—and with lightning speed, she slapped it across his face.
Indeed, without using Mystic Sect powers, sheer physical strength posed no problem. Unfortunately, her strength wasn’t great, as she didn’t dare infuse Spiritual Energy, fearing the Amulet’s retaliation. If anything went wrong, that would be disastrous.
Every action must consider the consequences.
Nonetheless, the plaid shirt man’s face swelled red and swollen from Gu Qiaoqiao’s lightning-fast slaps.
Blood trickled from the corners of his mouth.
Gu Qiaoqiao coldly warned, "Shut your filthy mouth."
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