Song Jinqiao looked at him coldly without even frowning, and used his strength to kick him in the chest.

"You!" Lyle covered his chest and took a few steps back. His expression was ferocious, veins on his forehead were jumping, and his eyes like poisonous snakes pierced straight at Song Jinqiao.

Batu finally woke up at this time, but Song Jinqiao couldn't notice him because all her attention was on Lyle.

"Batu, Batu!"

A voice from outside broke the silence at the moment, but before Song Jinqiao could finish listening, a gust of wind blew in front of her, and a strong and powerful hand hit her neck.

"Little female!" Batu roared, "Lyle, how dare you!"

Lyle smiled sinisterly, snatched the dagger from Song Jinqiao's hand, looked directly into her eyes, a fierce gleam in his eyes, and a vicious grin appeared on his face: "Little female, you are very brave, but when you see your Cangye die for you, I wonder if you will still be so brave."

Song Jinqiao's pupils shrank slightly, his face turned red, and he had difficulty breathing.

Lyle moved slightly closer to her, stopping a centimeter from her cheek, and looked at her with interest.

"What a shame! Why does such a beautiful little female have sun and moon patterns? If she didn't have them, I could still enjoy her."

As he spoke, he suddenly increased the strength of his hands a bit more. At the same time, he also saw that the little female in front of him was unable to struggle like a dying fish.

He laughed heartily, appreciating what he considered a beautiful sight before him.

Song Jinqiao's vision became increasingly dark and blurry, and her entire brain was in a state of oxygen deprivation, making her unable to think.

So uncomfortable...

I really want to sleep...

Before she passed out, a face flashed through her mind.

That handsome face is as tempting as a poppy and makes you commit crimes.

Cang Ye...

Seeing that the person in his hand had fainted, Lyle sneered disdainfully. Just as he was about to throw the person to the ground, a white sharp blade cut through the air and hit his neck!

A stream of blood spurted out from the neck, but Lyle's expression was still that sneering one!

A fatal blow!

Without Lyle's support, Song Jinqiao slowly slid down, but before she fell to the ground, she was picked up horizontally.

Batu still had an expression of fear and nervousness at this time. He only came to his senses when the male holding Song Jinqiao turned around.

"Thank you very much." Batu covered his chest, slowly stood up, and thanked the male.

He knew the male, he was the son of the fox clan leader, Yan Mo.

The fox clan is indeed good-looking.

At this time, Yan Mo was holding Song Jinqiao, dressed in white, looking at Batu with cold eyes as indifferent as a cold pond, her thin lips slightly pursed, and her long silver hair fluttering in the wind.

Her cold and stunning face exuded an aura as cold as the top of an iceberg, and her whole body exuded an indifference that kept people at a distance.

At this moment, the owner of the voice just now walked into the cave. It was the wolf who went to the fox tribe to seek help.

"Batu, how are you?!"

Seeing his brother holding his chest and looking like something was wrong, the wolf quickly ran over.

Batu smiled and said, "I'm fine, Bart. I'm much better now. Fortunately, you arrived in time."

Bart breathed a sigh of relief: "The Fox Tribe leader has already rushed to the Wolf Tribe, so I came to see if you need any help."

He glanced at Yan Mo, then said to Batu, "Things have almost been resolved over there, so the Fox Tribe asked Yan Mo to come with me, fearing there might be something I couldn't solve."