The situation is urgent, and Ahua's ear sensitivity far surpasses that of ordinary people. At this moment, he has already heard the sounds of commotion from afar. There was no time to worry about concealing his identity, with one hand holding her, he bravely grabbed the whip and shouted, "Get off!" His eyes had transformed into emerald vertical pupils and he kicked his foot!
Demon! The coachman was startled by the sudden appearance of cat eyes in the dark. His hands went limp, and the whip was snatched by the other hand. He was also kicked off the carriage, immediately receiving two lashes on his body, stinging like fire!
He dared not delay and ran as fast as he could, simultaneously shouting, "Help! There's a demon here!"
In this moment, Ahua had already carried Ning Xiaoxian into the carriage. As he was about to close the door, he suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Oh, how come there's a red thread on my benefactor?"
Ning Xiaoxian was puzzled and asked, "What red thread?"
