"Heheheh, how touching."
"Mu Xiaoxiao, I have to say, you're a real fool. If you'd fled on your own, we might not have been able to stop you. But you insisted on dragging these two burdens along, and now it's only going to get you killed."
"You two, before we kill her, don't you think we should have a little fun first...?"
Huo Qinggang and the two Level 7 Martial Spirits from the Qianshui Dynasty all smirked sinisterly, slowly closing in on Mu Xiaoxiao and Dai.
Mu Xiaoxiao, however, was so furious her pretty face turned pale and her lips trembled. "If you dare to touch a single hair on my head, you won't leave the Blood-soaked Land alive!"
"Won't leave the Blood-soaked Land alive? With your Great Xia Dynasty? That's a joke."
"The Dark Moon Dynasty, the Qianshui Dynasty… Which one of us is your Great Xia Dynasty in any position *not* to look up to?"
The three of them scoffed at Mu Xiaoxiao's threat.
