Noticing his gaze, Li Mochou's eyes turned cold. "Where do you think you're looking?"
Walalaqi burst into laughter. "I thought I'd been unlucky enough today, but who knew things would take such a turn? Not only are there two little beauties, but now a great beauty has come too. I wonder if this body of mine can handle it."
"Courting death!" Li Mochou despised men who acted frivolously toward her more than anything, and she showed no mercy when she struck.
Walalaqi's smile froze. He had not expected this woman, who spoke in such a sweet, delicate voice, to attack with such ferocity. In his haste, he raised a palm to meet hers. When their palms collided, he cried out miserably and staggered back.
"Poison in your palm?" Walalaqi stared at his blackened hand in horror.
A trace of pride appeared on Li Mochou's face. "Well? My Five Poisons Divine Palm isn't bad, is it?"
"Five Poisons Divine Palm... You're the Crimson Lotus Fairy, Li Mochou?" Walalaqi's expression changed drastically. He recalled the many tales about this woman. A few years ago, she had turned the Central Plains Martial Arts World upside down and was a notorious female demon known to all.
"You know of me?" Li Mochou was somewhat surprised. She had not expected anyone in this desert, thousands of miles away, to know her name.
Walalaqi remained silent. After failing to win Yalixian, he had gone to the Central Plains to learn martial arts, making him a man of the martial world himself. How could he not have heard of the Crimson Lotus Fairy? If his Black Blood Divine Needles were still on him, he might have had the confidence to fight her. But the Mongols had searched him and taken all his poisoned needles. Facing this female