Not far away, Murong Chuxue slightly raised her head and saw Chu Mo using Ye Haoyu's death to threaten Ye Longtian.
This provided her with a substantial amount of breathing space.
At least, for now, she was still able to put up some resistance against the poison fire.
It wouldn't act up so quickly.
However, Murong Chuxue still couldn't hold on much longer.
In that instant, Murong Chuxue looked at Chu Mo and felt this man was exceedingly domineering. Moreover, the aura surrounding him had become even more unique.
Ultimately, it is difficult for a woman to resist the singular charm that a man possesses.
Thus, when Chu Mo exhibited that kind of madness for her sake, it didn't strike anyone as fierce or scary; instead, it greatly moved Murong Chuxue.
"Murong Chuxue, what the hell are you thinking about!" Murong Chuxue blinked and bit her lip, feeling that she was indeed overthinking.
"Damn kid, you..."
