Boldly Putting a Spirit Weapon on the Line

A stream of blood flowed down from Ye Mo's mouth. Looking up at Yun Feng, who was in the sky, he frowned slightly. 

Seeing the situation, Yun Chuchu immediately rushed forward, hugging Ye Mo's arm and saying worriedly, "Ye Mo, how are you? Are you okay?" 

"I'm fine."

Seeing what was happening before him, Yun Feng was infuriated as he shouted in anger, "Chuchu, how can you treat an outsider like this? I am your future husband!" 

"Ye Mo is my good friend, you cannot harm him," Yun Chuchu replied stubbornly, continuing to grab hold of Ye Mo's limb. 

"Chuchu, quickly move aside. This kid is extremely arrogant. I'm going to teach him a lesson and let him understand the consequence of having no regard for anyone." As Yun Feng, who was in mid-air, spoke, the Firecloud Long Sword in his hand flashed once again. 

"Enough! Stop it now!"