The Imperial Angel Zhao Lin Er vowed to exterminate him, and ten highly trained experts hastily surrounded him from all directions. The angel’s face was concealed by silk, the curves on her body figure were graceful. Her pupils were like the limpid autumn water, and she seemed so elegant even as she flew by with such speed. She was as agile as a fleeting light, and as graceful as a fairy.
Unable to escape, Xiao Chen rushed towards the direction of the Vermilion Peak!