Poisoning the World The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife Chapter 477 - How Can a Person Like You Speak Ill of Her?!

Rong Yan took advantage of the moment where everyone was busy searching for Ning Xuemo, to step forward and present herself again, highlighting that she ranked third in the compet.i.tion.

That word finally attracted the red-clothed man’s gaze onto her. Afterwards, he just smiled.

His smile was too beautiful and soul-seizing, that Rong Yan’s spirit and intellect were almost lost and she nearly couldn’t tell the east from the west and the south from the north. Encouraged, when she was about to continue talking in order to leave him a good impression of her, everyone heard a vague movement outside.

The red-robed man stood up, faintly laughing: “Could it be that First-Rank Lady Xue Xue has fallen into the water?” After that, he was the first one to head towards the aft.

And then, they reached at this scene: the red-dressed man was pa.s.sing his own qi to Ning Xuemo through a kiss. Everyone gasped from the surprise. The sound of transmitting qi didn’t stop.

Rong Yan couldn’t bear it anymore. She voiced out her own interpretation of the situation with a helpless tone: “This Great Master must be really kind-hearted. Unexpectedly, he is willing to help this kind of girl! And, he would even go to this extent to rescue a girl drowning in the water…!” Her speech was apparently ill-intentioned.

Originally, Yan Ziyuan didn’t want to bother with her. But, after listening to those words about her friend, she indignantly berated straight away: “Rong Yan! Which nonsense are you ranting about?! What do you mean by this kind of girl?! Xue Xue is a strong woman!, how dare you judge her?!” Yan Ziyuan’s bearing was n.o.ble and aloof. But her manner became more imposing as she got angry.

Rong Yan’s heart trembled. Obviously, she didn’t dare to retort. But her eyes turned to Gu Ziyan, seeking help.

Gu Ziyan was standing over there, watching at Yan Ziyuan expressionlessly. His eyes were unperturbed, and didn’t contain any traces of wanting to aid her.

However, Yan Ziyuan was mainly worried about Ning Xuemo. In fact, after scolding Rong Yan, she placed her hands on the handle of the s.h.i.+p while staring downwards anxiously.

She was on the point of soliciting that red-clothed man to move her on the s.h.i.+p first, when the man raised his head abruptly, as if he has been pinp.r.i.c.ked by Ning Xuemo in his embrace. In fact, there was blood on his lips…

One second later, the motionless Ning Xuemo suddenly reacted!

Her sleeve flicked. Several bright-blue-colored needles rapidly flew towards the man’s chest!

n.o.body expected it, so many people cried out in alarm!

On the contrary, Xue Yilan simply chuckled softly. Those needles disappeared with a wave of his sleeve.

However, Ning Xuemo obviously wasn’t finished with him yet. After shooting the poisoned needles, her palms were directed towards the man!

Her leg wasn’t idle too. She wanted to hit his groin with a ferocious kick of her knee!

Her attack was sudden, and could be explained with three words: fast, accurate, fierce!

She has made three kung fu moves in a half blink of an eye already!

If she was fast, then the red-clothed man was even faster!

The shouts of surprise still haven’t faded in people’s throats yet when the red-dressed man defended himself!

The onlookers couldn’t see clearly how he did that, but he sealed all of Ning Xuemo’s deadly strikes in a few moves!

Any dangerous action has been easily solved.

“Little Xuemo, you are truly naughty!” Xue Yilan coldly laughed. He twirled his arm, hugging Ning Xuemo tightly.

Noticing that all her four limbs has been blocked, and that she couldn’t free herself, her heart was in chaos. Seeing that his handsome face was near her, she tried to knock him with her forehead!

Although she never trained tietougong{n}, because she was cultivating her Internal Force, but her head was much more resistant compared to average people’s. Thus, the strength in this movement wasn’t small.

{n: I guess it’s close-combat like box…}

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