When Qin Yi and Wang Zheng arrived, they saw Bai Jingqing's sword at Mo Wuji's neck.
"Junior sister, are you okay? What happened?"
The three women, Zi Yuan, were also drawn by the commotion and were dumbfounded by the scene before them.
Qin Yi looked around, and when he saw the collapsed bed, his mouth twitched fiercely a few times. The bed broke, what on earth did Mo Wuji, this idiot, dare to do?
"Little Fairy, what exactly happened? No matter what it is, put the sword down and talk it over. You could easily hurt someone this way."
Bai Jingqing angrily said, "I want to kill him."
"Why?" Qin Yi pretended to be puzzled.
"I don't believe you can't figure it out?"
Qin Yi: "..."
Should he have figured it out?
Qin Yi looked at Mo Wuji, "Old Mo, what did you do to Little Fairy that made her so angry? Hurry up and apologize."
Mo Wuji looked up, dumbfounded, at Qin Yi, "Brother Qin, why doesn't the situation match what you said?"
Qin Yi: "..."
