Mo Lin hadn't seen Cui Xinyun for a long time.
Furthermore, Mo Lin always felt he owed Cui Xinyun.
Cui Xinyun's black hair swayed with the wind.
She was on the battlefield, as if she was just in her backyard, in a very relaxed state.
Because of Cui Xinyun's presence, everyone stopped fighting.
Cui Xinyun's terrifying aura made everyone present feel suffocated.
The rain in the air poured down.
The torrential rain fell, making Yun Xue'xue and others appear somewhat miserable.
Yun Xue'xue was covered in blood, her disheveled hair falling onto her shoulders, standing on the ground, blood dripping down her arm.
Looking at the woman beside Mo Lin, she felt the pressure.
This woman, even in Yun Xue'xue's prime, wouldn't have been a match for her.
This was her intuition.
Gen Family Business and others were also in a pitiful state.
"Cui Xinyun…"
Zhao Yuan called out the name through gritted teeth.
The apprehension on his face was especially pronounced.
