Chapter 52 52. Lyle, how dare you!
Song Jinqiao looked at him coldly without frowning, and kicked him in the chest with his strength.

"You!" Lyle took a few steps back, clutching his chest. He had a ferocious expression, veins popping on his forehead, and those eyes that looked like poisonous snakes stabbed straight at Song Jinqiao.

At this time, Batu woke up faintly, but Song Jinqiao couldn't notice him, and all her attention was on Lyle at this moment.

"Batu, Batu!"

A voice from outside broke the silence at the moment, but before Song Jinqiao could finish listening, a gust of wind blew in front of her, and a strong and powerful hand hit her neck directly.

"Little female!" Batu roared, "Lyle, how dare you!"

Lyle smiled sinisterly, grabbed the dagger from Song Jinqiao's hand, looked straight into her eyes, with a fierce light in her eyes, and a vicious grin on her face: "Little female, you are very brave, but when you see your The way Cang Ye died for you, I wonder if you will be so brave."

Song Jinqiao's pupils shrank slightly, her face flushed red, and she had difficulty breathing.

Lyle moved closer to her, stopped a centimeter away from her cheek, and looked at her with interest.

"It's such a pity. Why does such a beautiful little female have sun and moon patterns? If there are no sun and moon patterns, it can still make me feel good."

As he said that, his hand strength suddenly increased a bit, and at the same time, he also saw that the little female in front of him was unable to struggle like a dying fish.

He laughed out loud, appreciating what he thought was a beautiful scene in front of him.

Song Jinqiao's eyes turned black for a while, and even became more and more blurred. Her whole brain was in a state of hypoxia, which made her unable to think.

So sad……

I really want to sleep...

Before she passed out, a face flashed in her mind.

That handsome face is as seductive and sinful as poppies.

Cang Ye...

Seeing that the person in his hand had passed out, Lyle sneered in disdain, and was about to throw the person in his hand to the ground when a white sharp blade cut through the air and hit him directly on the neck!
A stream of blood spurted out from the neck, and Lyle's expression was still that sneer!
A fatal blow!
Without Lyle's support, Song Jinqiao slowly slid down, but before she fell to the ground, she was hugged horizontally.

Batu still maintained that expression of fear and nervousness at this time, and he came back to his senses when the male who was holding Song Jinqiao turned around.

"Thank you very much." Batu covered his chest, got up slowly, and thanked the male.

He knew that male, he was Yan Mo, the son of the head of the fox clan.

Fox family, they really look good.

At this time, Yan Mo was holding Song Jinqiao, dressed in white, looking at Batu with cold eyes as indifferent as a cold pool, her thin lips were slightly pursed, and her long silver hair was flowing in the wind.

Her cold and stunning face exudes a cold air comparable to the top of an iceberg, and her whole body exudes an indifference that rejects others and is thousands of miles away.

At this moment, the owner of the voice just now walked into the cave, it was the wolf who went to the Fox tribe for help.

"Batu, how are you doing?!"

Seeing that his brother was clutching his chest, looking a little off, the wolf quickly ran over.

Batu smiled: "I'm fine, Bart, I'm much better now, fortunately you arrived in time."

Bart breathed a sigh of relief: "The patriarch of the fox tribe has already rushed to the wolf tribe, so I came to see if there is anything that needs help from your side."

He looked at Yan Mo, and said to Batu: "It's almost settled over there, so the Fox tribe asked Yan Mo to come with me, afraid that there is something I can't solve."

(End of this chapter)

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