"Move!"
Fairy Ruyan had no time to slowly tangle with him. Huitong had left on a pretext, then had Nine-Headed Ancestor hold her up; his purpose went without saying.
He wanted to harm Lin Xuan!
Originally, this matter had nothing to do with her. Ruyan could have turned a blind eye. But unlike other old monsters, this woman's temperament was the sort that dared to love and dared to hate.
Put harshly, she was eccentric, reckless, and never weighed profit and loss.
Put nicely, she was genuine, following her heart in all she did.
Back in Longnan Prefecture, Lin Xuan had once helped her. Not long ago, it was because of him that she had understood how she ought to seek a breakthrough in her state of mind.
Lin Xuan did not know her identity. To him, everything he had done had been unconscious, but she truly had gained enormous benefits from it.
Especially last time, when facing her "Spirit Movement Stage" self, he had not shown the slightest avoidance of suspicion. That word, little sister, had made Meng Ruyan feel extremely warm.
The Immortal Dao was lonely. In the secular world, there was a famous saying: the higher one stood, the colder it became.
For Lihe Realm cultivators, this was even more so.
For this alone, Meng Ruyan could not harden her heart and watch Lin Xuan die. Though she did not wish to become enemies with the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, she was merely protecting one person. Huitong should give her at least that much face.
"Hehe, Fairy, why be so anxious? We haven't met in a hundred years. Are you truly unwilling to chat a few more words with an old friend?" Nine-Headed Ancestor still wore that grinning, joking expression. Looking at him, where did he resemble