Ye Mo looked at the person who now also flew onto the stage, and his eyes went cold. It could be said that other than the young ancient martial artist, this was the person he wanted to kill the most in the small world.
"So it's you, Jie Xun, you witch! I wanted to find you too, how great! I remember your chest having two big balls of white, though, why are you restraining them now? Or did some old ancient martial artist do that?" Ye Mo laughed.
"Little animal, you're asking to die!" Jie Xun cursed every time she thought about how Ye Mo ripped off the clothes on her chest and made her lose the most precious thing.
Jie Xun was about to attack immediately, but then she suddenly seemed to remember something and stopped. There were so many people there, yet they were all just surrounding Ye Mo without attacking. If she went up first, perhaps it would end up benefiting someone else instead.
