Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 648 - 647: Ali, Not Ali

Qing i and Hongchou exchanged a glance, and suddenly, they both charged at Xiaoyao.

Xiaoyao had no weapon in her hand.

Feng Yexuan narrowed his eyes, intently staring at Xiaoyao’s hands.

He didn’t know what he was thinking, but he just wanted to see if this girl could actually conjure sothing out of thin air.

For example, a dagger?

Her usual dagger?

If she really was the dead woman...

Although the idea was crazy, he had truly seen the shadow of the dead woman in the depths of her eyes just now.

If she really was the dead woman, with the Universe Chain recognizing its master, could it be that the Primordial Spirit of the Universe Chain was still on her?

Qing i slashed with her knife, and Xiaoyao, with a swift sidestep, quickly dodged.

Behind her, however, Hongchou held a long sword, leaped up, and thrust it towards the small of her back.

No one had expected that although Qing i and Hongchou seed not so formidable individually, once they joined forces, their power was so great!

Leng Ji imdiately broke out in a cold sweat at his temples, "Lady Xiaoyao, be careful of your back!"

Xiaoyao hadn’t expected that the two together would be so powerful.

The most troubleso part was that she had absolutely no weapon in her hands.

With great difficulty, she twisted her body to avoid the attack from behind, but in front, Qing i slashed at her again!

She was about to pull the dagger out of her space!

But when she looked up, she accidentally t Feng Yexuan’s gaze filled with a probing intention!

He seed to be waiting for her to do sothing!

In a mont of panic, the urge to grab her dagger disappeared.

Her master had said that the secrets of the Universe Chain must not be revealed!

Her mind went blank, and Qing i’s knife was already pressing at her face.

It looked as if it would split her face with one strike!

The brothers tensed up all at once.

Although they didn’t like this girl, both Qing i and Hongchou were attacking two against one, and both wielded weapons.

And this girl had nothing in her hands.

All being soldiers, they couldn’t help but feel a bit of pity for Xiaoyao when faced with such an unequal fight.

How could they bully soone like this?

"Little girl, be careful!"

"Watch out!"

But Xiaoyao had been montarily distracted by Feng Yexuan’s testing gaze, and she missed the best chance to dodge.

Still, she didn’t give up and, at the last mont, tilted her head.

She strived to dodge the lethal blow, but the large knife was almost upon her shoulder!

"Ali!" The call from afar was hoarse!

There was only a clang.

Qing i felt a sharp pain in her wrist as the knife in her hand was knocked flying, sticking firmly into the ground not far away.

Qing i stumbled back several steps, her chest roiling with blood, nearly vomiting from the force of that powerful Inner Strength.

No one saw who made the move, their attention drawn away by the call.

Even Xiaoyao looked up, gazing into the distance.

She saw two figures approaching quickly, the one in the lead dressed in white with flowing hair, looking so graceful that at first glance, he appeared to be an Immortal descending from the heavens!

Stunning! Breathtaking!

However, his face did not look so good, as it was deathly pale and he seed worn and dusty.

"Prince Leng Ji?" Leng Ji was taken aback.

Feng Yexuan narrowed his eyes, as he watched Feng Wuya co to a sudden halt in front of them, looking utterly bewildered.

At that mont, Feng Wuya was staring at Xiaoyao’s face, the surprise in his eyes fleeting away.

Why was it so?

Ali was not Ali?

And not far away...

"Ali?"

But why was this Ali also not Ali?