At that moment, a violent fit of coughing rang out. "Cough, cough, cough... let go of me, you bastard... or you'll get what's coming to you... cough, cough, cough..."
Huo Xiaoman struggled desperately, her face flushed crimson. Her arms and legs flailed wildly, but to no avail; she looked as though she might faint from lack of air at any moment.
"Aw, I won't let go. What are you going to do about it?!"
Seeing this, Ying Ming Hao's lips curled slightly, revealing a teasing smile.
Then he sheathed the Burial Life Blade and reached out with one large hand to pinch Huo Xiaoman's pretty, lovely face. As though playing with an adorable little dumpling, he squeezed hard, loosened his grip, then repeated the process endlessly, seemingly never tiring of the game.
Faced with such humiliation and torment, Huo Xiaoman was so furious that smoke might have poured from all seven openings of her head, yet she lacked the strength to break free.
Suddenly, Huo Xiaoman mustered the last scrap of strength in her body and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Cough, cough, cough... just you wait... Big Guy, hurry and save me!"
Before her words had faded, a confident smile appeared on her face-the confidence built up through countless occasions when Big Guy had protected her.
"Little sister!"
With that furious roar, Big Guy's eyes widened like those of a maddened beast, and two streams of scorching breath burst from his nostrils.
His footsteps were heavy and powerful as thunder. Each step seemed to shake the ground as he charged straight toward Ying Ming Hao, brimming with boundless rage.
Seeing the danger, Liu Jingyuan and Lin Yong leaped forward without hesitation, trying to block the furious Big Guy and keep him from interfering with Ying Ming