Zhong Tianlang had naturally noticed what was happening on Xiang Guiqing's side, as well as the change in Huang Xiao's expression. "Once those two little girls are dealt with, your turn won't be far behind. Don't be impatient."
Huang Xiao withdrew his gaze from the two women and glanced at Zhong Tianlang without answering.
No, I have to find a way to escape from here, quickly, Huang Xiao thought anxiously.
He could still hold Zhong Tianlang off, but the two women clearly could not last much longer. He could not afford to drag this out.
"You really are a sentimental fool, it seems. With those two little girls here, you refuse to leave. Lust hangs a blade over your head—are you throwing away your life for women? If it were this old man, I would certainly save myself first," Zhong Tianlang said.
Zhong Tianlang could naturally tell that Huang Xiao was still fighting him because the two women could not yet get away.
Otherwise, with Huang Xiao's internal power, if he were bent on escaping, Zhong Tianlang would have little confidence in stopping him even if he went all out. He had witnessed Huang Xiao's Qinggong Movement Technique, and it had left a deep impression.
"You're an old wretch with one foot in the grave, and you're lecturing me about women?" Huang Xiao said coldly. "Before those two reach their limit, you had better worry about yourself."
"Hmm?" Zhong Tianlang frowned, not quite understanding what Huang Xiao meant.
But when he felt the aura of Huang Xiao's demonic art begin climbing further, an ominous feeling arose in his heart.
He can still increase his internal power? Or does he have some other moves? Zhong Tianlang vaguely felt that Huang Xiao could threaten his life, but for the moment he could