When the two of them walked out of the deep forest slowly, they saw two sides facing each other.
No, to be precise, this wasn't a stalemate, because one side had already been completely defeated.
Even the two people in green who joined later were sitting on the ground at this moment, holding their bloody abdomens and looking at the unusually fierce big black cat in front of them with terrified expressions.
The eight disciples of the Silver Moon Sect were even more miserable. All of them were covered in blood and looked extremely miserable and terrified.
Sensing that the last two people also walked out of the forest, Lu Zijia looked up and glanced over.
The moment she met Cao Fei'er's gaze, the corners of Lu Zijia's mouth curled up into a sinister smile. "Miss Cao, how have you been? I didn't expect us to meet on the first day we entered the mystic realm. Don't you think we're very fated?"
