The high-profile goddess (2)

"Our misty illusory Manor doesn't need any goddesses. Get lost!"

jun tianyue's delicate body trembled with anger. she pointed at the goddess's face, anger surging in her eyes. let alone the others, even the goddess was stunned by her sudden rage.

She looked at Jun tianyue in shock, her delicate face full of disbelief, " "Are you crazy?"

This woman must be crazy. Otherwise, how would she dare to speak to her in such a tone?

"Yue 'er!" Wen Wuwei turned pale with fright and hurriedly grabbed Jun tianyue's hand. He was so anxious that his forehead was covered in sweat. calm down. Believe me, nothing will happen to me. No one can hurt Yan 'er.

"Get lost!"

Jun tianyue angrily pushed Wen Wuwei away. His blood-red eyes were filled with malevolence and his voice carried a hint of madness.