Mo Lin was somewhat curious, how could Feng Mingyu be so confident in protecting Mo Lin.
Feng Mingyu appeared very relaxed, with not a hint of fear on her face.
She even showed a smile.
"You don't need to do anything, today I will protect you without fail."
Feng Mingyu said softly to Mo Lin, "I am no longer that powerless woman from Beihai.
The current me can now hold up half the sky."
Feng Mingyu, alone, had grown from a Ghost-Controlling Master to her current level, from a small region to a big city.
Not merely relying on a Thunder Talisman.
She has her own fortune.
From afar, Lu Yan gathered Immortal Qi and charged at Feng Mingyu.
Immortal Qi enveloped Lu Yan's arm, his palm could rival the sharpness of a sword.
The arm struck towards Feng Mingyu's chest, swiftly reaching her in the blink of an eye.
Mo Lin was sweating for Feng Mingyu.
At this moment, Mo Lin was getting nervous.
Afraid that Feng Mingyu might perish here.
"Bang!"
A blurry figure flew out.
