When the wine bottle hit Yao Chun on the head, he staggered back two steps and fell on the sofa behind him.

Blood gurgled from Yao Chun's head, and after a roar like a slaughtering pig, the noise stopped abruptly, and the chaotic dancing of the demons also calmed down in this second.

Before I could react, Yuan Tianye hurried up to me, picked me up, and held me in his arms.

I could feel his well-knuckled hands gently stroking my hair, and he said in a soothing tone , ...