Qu Weiyin pressed her lips tightly together, her eyes darting away. Luo Jinxiao’s heart ached with a mixture of anger and distress. Qu Weiyin’s internal energy was in turmoil, her meridians under attack from the demonic energy, yet she had endured the pain in silence until now. “Let go.” Taking advantage of Luo Jinxiao’s surprise, Qu Weiyin pulled her hand…
Qu Weiyin was startled by her sudden action and froze for a moment before letting out a soft sigh. “I’m not injured. You’re the one who’s hurt. Don’t be so reckless in the future.” She couldn’t bring herself to express the terror she felt when she had struggled out of Luo Jinxiao’s arms, only to find her unconscious. In that…
Fortunately, although injured by the demonic energy, it wasn’t severe, and she didn’t remain unconscious for long. When her eyes fluttered open again, the sandstorm had stopped. She was lying beneath a giant rock, covered with someone’s robe. The surroundings were quiet. Qiongqi, now transformed back into a small tiger, lay beside her. Noticing she was awake, it purred and…
Qu Weiyin barely had time to react before she was left staring at the space where Luo Jinxiao had been. She sighed, touching her cheek to wipe away the rising warmth. She could only wait outside, her heart pounding with worry. Beyond the small door lay a short, pitch-black narrow passage. Luo Jinxiao didn’t dare use her spiritual energy, relying…
Qu Weiyin lowered her head and walked quickly past Luo Jinxiao without a word. Luo Jinxiao patted Qiongqi’s head, and the girl and beast followed closely. Qu Weiyin looked tired and didn’t say a word, as if she was deep in thought. Luo Jinxiao, sensing the mood, refrained from talking. Soon, the sun began to set. Autumn days were noticeably…