Outside the Jialan main city.
A large group of Divine Kings surrounded Wang Hao and Qingqing, unleashing overwhelming attacks towards them.
Wang Hao held Qingqing's slender waist, using space manipulation skills to continuously dodge the overwhelming attacks, like dancing on the edge of a knife, each time as thrilling as the last.
Qingqing stared at Wang Hao in a daze, listening to the attacks whizzing past her ears, she suddenly realized that Wang Hao the Great Demon King was indeed very handsome.
In such a situation, he would rather take her, a burden, with him than let go of her hand.
Suddenly, Qingqing's body shivered, feeling a rush of warmth near her ear, her fair cheeks clearly sensed Wang Hao's body heat.
At the same time, Wang Hao's playful laughter rang in her ear, "Looking at me like that, you're going to make me shy."
Qingqing's heart panicked, and her pretty face suddenly blushed, feeling like she had been caught stealing, wishing to find a crack to hide in.
