"What are you looking at?" After being swept by Mo Xian's gaze three times in a row, Gu Yiyi inexplicably felt her skin crawl and a chill run down her spine, giving her a bad premonition.
"Nothing, nothing at all, just thinking that Miss Gu looks exceptionally pretty today," Mo Xian curled her lips into a smile, blurting out words she didn't mean.
"Say whatever you want, it won't help. Taste my sword!" A momentary daze and bashful coyness flashed through Gu Yiyi's hibiscus-like eyes, as Mo Xian's words inexplicably pleased her. But it lasted only a flash; very quickly, Gu Yiyi recovered her fierce expression. The stark contrast made Mo Xian feel as though Gu Yiyi's face looked somewhat ferocious. Before Gu Yiyi even finished speaking, her sheathed sword lunged straight toward Mo Xian's chest.
Chapter 141