"Hmm?"
Chen Mo crawled on the ground for quite a while, stunned.
Again?
To be honest, when holding the sword, Chen Mo suddenly recalled the Sword Intent he had comprehended from the statue of the Grand Ancestor during the previous dynasty, and under Xiao Yunxi's repeated pressure, he finally used it.
Originally, it was supposed to land on Xiao Yunxi's chest, but Chen Mo changed the trajectory at the last moment, slapping her on the buttocks instead.
He thought he would be in deep trouble.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Yunxi wanted him to do it again.
"Why are you standing there? Didn't you hear me?"
Xiao Yunxi also held back for a while, before suppressing the pain coming from her back.
It's probably all red and swollen.
Her skin is delicate and tender, naturally unable to withstand such force.
