Xiao Mo was taciturn without speaking. Since Yun Luofeng believed him to be Jue Qian, then there was a high possibility he was!
"Master, it's already quite late," Xiao Mo urged her. Without knowing why, he felt somewhat uneasy, as if something was about to happen...
Yun Luofeng also seemed to have sensed something as she rushed in the direction of the Tianqi Kingdom's troops.
As these troops had previously experienced a battle, they were currently resting at their original position. She had taken advantage of the time to separate from the troops to harvest medicinal herbs. At this moment within the forest, the setting sun reddened the whole sky.
Qi Ling tightly gripped his longsword, while his face was dyed in blood and his gaze appeared malevolent.
Qi Su guarded Mo Qiancheng behind his back as he dealt with the atrocious group of bandits. His handsome face also appeared grave.
