"After I let you off the last time, why didn't you see sense and stay away from me?"

Ye Qingyu looked impatiently at Jiang Xiaohan and his tone gradually became cold, annoyed that he was being impeded at a pivotal moment with time pressing and just as he was about to obtain the [Black Demon Herb].

"The last time?" An insane and scorching expression flickered in Jiang Xiaohan's elegant pupils.

The smile on her fair and beautiful face disappeared instantly. Her black hair ...