When Xue Fanxin found out that the god worshiped by the Flowing Cloud Sect was in the Yungu Mountain Range, she was so frightened that she quickly packed her things and woke Zhou Xiaotong up. She fled in the rain overnight.
Zhou Xiaotong had thought that he could have a good sleep tonight. Even if it was windy, rainy, and thunderous outside, he could still sleep. Furthermore, he slept very soundly. Unfortunately, he had been woken up by Xue Fanxin and had to travel through the rain overnight. This made him a little depressed.
"Fanjiu, why are you in such a hurry? The weather is really…"
Xue Fanxin knew that Zhou Xiaotong had been enduring this inhumane life. In the past two days, she had deliberately let Zhou Xiaotong suffer and train, but now, it was to escape, so she had to briefly explain the situation.
"That god from the Flowing Cloud Sect is about to catch up. If you don't want him to absorb all your blood essence and die, then run quickly."
