Looking at the woman standing before him, a faint, almost imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Mo's mouth.
Everything had unfolded just as Xiao Mo had predicted. She had stepped in front of him.
"Little Sister Wang Xin."
In the distance, Si Li looked at Wang Xin, momentarily stunned.
Wang Xin's appearance didn't surprise Si Li.
What she hadn't expected was that Wang Xin had already grown a head of long, flowing hair.
The girl's jet-black hair fell over her shoulders like a waterfall, reaching just to her slender waist. She was even more beautiful than before, like a celestial maiden descended from the Ninth Heaven.
"You want to protect them?" Xiao Mo asked, looking calmly at Wang Xin, his voice devoid of emotion.
Wang Xin nodded nervously.
"You can protect them, but do you remember what I asked you before? If you save them, that means you have to kill me. Otherwise, you can't stop me." Xiao Mo's voice was cold, carrying a bone-deep killing intent like a frigid spring.
Wang Xin jumped in fright and hurriedly shook her head.
Xiao Mo chuckled. "The Buddhist Sects and I are locked in a fight to the death. You want to save them, but you don't want to kill me?"
"I... I want to save Abbot Grandpa and the others, but I don't want to kill you either." Wang Xin spoke anxiously, yet with utmost seriousness.
"Then do you know that in this world, there are many things where you can't have it both ways?" Xiao Mo asked, his voice tinged with disappointment.
"I know." Wang Xin clenched her little hands. "But I want to try..."
"Is that so? Then give it a try."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Mo brought his saber down.
Wang Xin's heart