Hou Qingbai

"Scram!" Princess Bixiao's sharp voice rang out.

"What a hot beauty, but I like her!" A man's voice rang out, appearing to be very shameless, "Beauty, follow me in the future. Whatever you want, I will buy for you!"

"I already said, scram!" Princess Bixiao shouted again. There was a powerful fury in her voice.

"Tsk, this face is so fair. Come, let me touch it," the man continued.

Boom!

The sound of battle rang out, and a wave of energy surged over.

Ling Han couldn't help as his eyes became sharp. This was someone teasing Princess Bixiao.

Though he did not have any ideas about this princess of the Demon Race, there was no reason for him to allow others to bully her.

"Haha, she is indeed a rose with thorns. Brother likes her!"

"Pervert!"