A fashion queen

"Okay, good, really good! Then it depends on whether you have the ability." Bai Yumo also rushed in and started a fierce battle with Mo Yunting. The two sides fought back and forth, neither giving in. Only muffled sounds could be heard when fists and feet were fighting.

Suddenly, Mo Yunting found Bai Yumo's weakness and kicked him in the knee. Bai Yumo felt pain and his body swayed, but he quickly adjusted his posture and waved his hand to fight back.

Just as Bai Yumo thought his attack was about to succeed, Mo Yunting suddenly dodged the blow with ease. Then, he swiftly struck out, grabbing Bai Yumo's arm and twisting it hard. With a crisp snap, Bai Yumo's wrist was instantly dislocated, and the excruciating pain made him scream.

However, Mo Yunting didn't give up. Taking advantage of Bai Yumo's distraction from the pain, he launched a powerful kick and landed a vicious blow on her body. The kick was so powerful that it knocked Bai Yumo to the ground, leaving her unable to stand up and resist.

"Take him away quickly!" Mo Yunting shouted to Cui Xueying behind him while vigilantly observing the situation around him.

After hearing the order, Cui Xueying immediately rushed forward and tied Bai Yumo tightly with ropes. Although Bai Yumo struggled hard, he was unable to break free due to the dislocated wrist and severe pain in his body.

Meanwhile, the other enemies, seeing their leader captured, were demoralized and fell into chaos. Some attempted to rescue Bai Yumo, but were repelled one by one by Mo Yunting. Eventually, realizing their situation was hopeless, they scattered and fled, no longer fighting Mo Yunting and his men.

Mo Yunting finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the enemy flee in panic. He turned and walked towards Cui Xueying, asking with concern, "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

Cui Xueying shook her head, her eyes full of heartache and worry, and said softly: "I'm fine, but you are covered with wounds." Her gaze fell on Mo Yunting, and looking at the wounds on his body, her heart was filled with guilt and self-blame.

Mo Yunting stretched his muscles and bones, felt his physical condition, and then said, "I'm fine, I just have some minor injuries, it's not a big deal. But we can't stay here for long, we have to leave here quickly, so that those enemies don't come back again." After that, he pulled Cui Xueying and prepared to leave this dangerous place.

At this moment, the tied-up Bai Yumo suddenly started cursing: "Damn it! Let me go now, or don't blame me for being rude!" His tone was vicious, without any sense of humiliation of being captured, but full of arrogance and threats. He struggled hard, trying to break free from the restraints, but to no avail. Seeing the two of them being so intimate in front of him made him feel extremely angry and jealous.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yunting stopped and turned to look at Bai Yumo. A trace of anger flashed in his eyes. He snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, defeated general, tell me, where did you hide Xue Ying's parents? Hand them over quickly, or don't blame me for being rude." His voice was cold and stern, full of threats. He stared at Bai Yumo closely, hoping to find a flaw in his eyes.

Bai Yumo clenched his teeth tightly and refused to reveal a word. His expression was stubborn and determined, as if he was ready to die rather than surrender.

Cui Xueying stood aside and watched coldly. Seeing him being so stubborn, she picked up the dagger in her hand and stabbed it directly into his thigh, saying angrily, "Tell me, where did you hide my parents? If you don't tell me, I will cut your tendons."

"Hmph, you stinking bitch, how dare you?" Bai Yumo glared at Cui Xueying, his eyes filled with provocation and disdain. Despite being a captive, he faced the woman without fear. "What do you think you can do to me? You're even going to sever my hamstrings? Can you? You don't even know basic martial arts. Do you even know where your hamstrings are?"

Cui Xueying was so angry that she trembled all over after hearing this. She gripped the dagger tightly, her hand trembling slightly. "You..." She was so angry that she couldn't speak, her eyes flashing with anger.

Seeing this, Mo Yunting hurriedly held Cui Xueying's hand and whispered to her, "Don't be angry, let me handle it." Then, he turned his head and stared coldly at Bai Yumo, his voice low and majestic, "I'll give you one last chance. Tell me the whereabouts of Cui Xueying's parents immediately, otherwise, I will make you regret coming into this world."