Soon, the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect surrounded Li Mengjiao and Yan Ziyi.
Looking at the group of disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect, who were as cruel as wolves, Yan Ziyi and the others were frightened beyond belief.
"Senior sister, what should we do now?"
Li Mengjiao wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with all her strength, gritted her teeth, and said, "Fight to the death with them. Even if we die, we cannot fall into the hands of these beasts!"
Hearing Li Mengjiao's words, the others were filled with determination, prepared to look death in the eye.
"Senior sister is right. Even if we die, we cannot fall into the hands of these beasts!"
"Fight with these beasts, fight!"
...
Facing Li Mengjiao and Yan Ziyi's indomitable spirit, the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect couldn't help but sneer coldly.
"Senior Brother Leng, did you hear? The girls of Qianxue Hall want to fight us to the death!"
