Di beiming, who was inside the flying spiritual device, was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He had no choice but to fly over on his sword and pull Hei Xinjiu into his arms before she fell on her butt.
Hei Xinjiu opened her eyes and said unhappily, “Prince Charming, I’m flying perfectly fine. Why are you pulling me?”
Di beiming snorted coldly, “Flying perfectly fine? Do you want to fall to your death?”
Hei Xinjiu then realized that she was very, very close to a mountain peak, and Wu Yun was huddled up by the side, trembling non-stop. It was obvious that he was a little guilty and very scared.
Hei Xinjiu then recalled that the situation just now was not quite right. What was going on?
The guy glared at Little Wu Yun fiercely and then returned to the flying spiritual artifact.
Xue Wuji gloated, “Sister Little Jiu, what are you playing at? Are you deliberately trying to get di beiming to save the damsel in distress?”