Hei Xinjiu realized that her worries were unnecessary because the lord did not say anything. It seemed that he only asked her to change her flying tool.
At first, she did not feel anything, but as time passed, she felt a little uncomfortable.
Because the sword of the Lord was not particularly broad, the distance between the two was very close. She could even feel the hot breath of the lord brushing past her ear. She felt inexplicably ambiguous.
“Well, Sheng Zun, I’d better go with Buttface! I Won’t trouble you!”Hei Xinjiu said.
Sheng Zun just looked at her coldly. “Either stay here or don’t follow me!”
Hei Xinjiu felt that this sentence was very similar to the pretty boy’s “Die or get lost”. was there really such a similar person in this world?
Hei Xinjiu’s gaze fell on Sheng Zun’s right hand. She would definitely find an opportunity to verify it.
Hei Xinjiu had no choice but to continue to stay on Sheng Zun’s flying sword.