!
Ji Xueruo reacted swiftly, quickly flipping up and once again manifesting sharp claws formed by her skill, stabbing straight at You Su's throat.
But this time it didn't manage to pierce You Su's throat; instead, it was blocked by him, unable to advance an inch.
"Another fake!"
Ji Xueruo shouted angrily, her right hand trapped, so she formed seals with her left hand, and a blazing flame swept towards You Su.
You Su was startled backward, hurriedly drawing the Mo Song Sword, swirling out several intricate sword flowers, slicing all the fire apart.
"I am real, Miss Ji!"
You Su hastily defended himself.
"Ha!"
Ji Xueruo wouldn't be so easily convinced. Upon waking to find the once serious You Su preparing to take advantage of her, she couldn't help but doubt the authenticity of this You Su.
