In Wang Xiaoqiang's arms, Zhao Feiyan couldn't help but shiver, a wave of dread washing over her at the thought!
This little prince Ann Batian was simply a maniac. If Wang Xiaoqiang hadn't come to rescue her today, and she had really married this little prince, who knows what kind of miserable fate awaited her.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here, no one dares to touch you!" Wang Xiaoqiang felt the delicate body in his arms tremble slightly and softly comforted her.
"Heh, a Sevenfold Body of the Immortal Venerable, and you dare challenge me?! Today, I will verify in front of you whether she is a virgin!"
Ann Batian let out a cold laugh, stepping forward towards them, a vast aura spreading out, his tiger robe fluttering without wind, an intense force enveloping them.
Though Ann Batian was at the cultivation of the Eightfold Body, his aura far exceeded this realm, his internal breath exceedingly powerful.
Beyond everyone's expectations.
