Xuan Yi opened his eyes indifferently and glanced over the plump chest that was swaying in front of his face.
A condensed sword intent flashed in Xuan Yi's eyes and almost shot into the beautiful woman's heart. It made her stop.
Her legs were showing signs of weakness at the same time.
This Xuan Yi was so good-looking?
He was the most handsome man she had ever seen.
For a moment, her eyes met Xuan Yi's. She suddenly felt as if a flood captured her, and subconsciously squeezed her legs together.
Her delicate appearance changed along with her movements, and her soft chest faintly squeezed, revealing deep cleavage. Her face flushed red, and her body trembled slightly.
She could tell that Xuan Yi was very strong, and precisely because of this, she could not help but have other thoughts.
"What are you here for?"
Xuan Yi looked at the two of them thoughtfully.