Before everyone could recover from the farce just now, they were shocked by this loud shout.

"You are? Who is the sacred?" Yang Jian took a step forward.

I saw a young girl in orange clothes leaning against the wall, looking up and down at Yang Jian and her group. She was holding a large peeled citrus in her hand, torn it into small petals, and stuffed it into cherry's mouth slowly and tasted it carefully.

The girl walked forward with small steps, her eyes full of vigilance.

"Invaders, let me introduce myself first. My name is Lelya, and I am the great palace maid under the snow queen Ross. This snow palace has not been to humans for hundreds of years. What is your purpose for here?"

When Yang Jian heard this, he spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and met the gaze of Citrus Leliya.

"If I say we are on an outing, do you believe it?" Yang Jian showed his white teeth slanted, put his hands on his hips, and looked slutty.

When he saw her coming alone, he was naturally not afraid of so many helpers on his side.

"Hmph, you're so slick!" Lelya's snow-white face turned slightly red, as if she was angry.

"Eat my move!" She suddenly picked up the oranges in her hand and threw them hard at Yang Jian. Although the force and speed were not enough to cause damage, it could also embarrass the ungrateful man in front of her.

"Swish!", the citrus flew towards Yang Jian's face without bias, and was about to hit him.

"Swish!", a afterimage flashed in the air.

"Bang!" A wall next to it was covered with dust, and a sharp kunai was inserted into the citrus and nailed into the wall.

Looking at Yang Jian again, he looked calm, as if nothing had happened.

"Ha...", the great palace maid Lelya covered her chest in surprise, looking disbelief.

In this seemingly inconspicuous team, there are such masters hidden in this team that can actually hit high-speed mobile targets.

"Hmph", Yang Jian sneered in his heart.

My team is nothing, except for a few powerful people from all walks of life.

"Hmph!", Lelia's face turned red, and she was obviously completely angry.

"Since that's the case, let's see the truth from behind," she said, as she posed for a fighting start, and then ran over with small steps.

"Hans, go and meet her, be careful," Yang Jian signaled and stepped aside.

The fighter walked forward and also made a fighting start, staring at the opponent steadily.

Lelya walked less than ten meters away from Hans, accelerated suddenly and leaned forward.

Then, she kicked the ground with her right leg and kicked her left leg on the side. With the help of the momentum, she attacked her head straight towards her.

Seeing her coming with great force, Hans flashed, and first flashed over her frontal strike, then he made an elbow-strike and pushed it against Lelya's calf.

Lelya felt a huge force, like a jack hitting her calf, and her body suddenly lost balance and fell to the ground in the air.

"Puff" and countless dust was raised on the ground, and the citrus Rileya curled up into a ball and fell into a coma.

"Tsk tsk, Hans, your hard qigong has taken another step forward," Yang Jian gave a thumbs up.

"In martial arts, it is just right to avoid its sharpness first and then hit its weaknesses." Hans stroked his beard.

Yang Jian walked towards Leliya, about to check his injuries.
Chapter completed!