He said she was cute.
Lu Yunxiao was strong, handsome, and carried himself well.
Ying Huanhuan had already been deeply impressed by him.
His sudden praise filled Ying Huanhuan with an indescribable delight.
"Little girl, stop spacing out. Didn't you want to go in?"
"Then come over."
Lu Yunxiao beckoned and said.
"Okay, okay, I'm coming!"
Ying Huanhuan hurried to Lu Yunxiao's side.
She could still tell who the big shot was.
If anyone could protect her, it could only be Lu Yunxiao.
As for her father, against a True King, he would likely struggle even to protect himself, let alone her.
"Thank you for your assistance, sir."
Ying Xuanzi cupped his fists and said.
"It's nothing. Let's go in."
Lu Yunxiao replied casually. Then he wrapped an arm around Ying Huanhuan's waist. Her face instantly flushed red, and in the next moment, their figures transformed into two streaks of light that shot straight into the Great Desolate Stele.
Seeing this, Ying Xuanzi did not dare delay. He followed close behind and rushed into the Great Desolate Stele as well.
Outside, many people watched the ancient stele, waiting for what would happen.
The sky was filled with an impenetrable gray haze, without the slightest gap. It resembled the heavens from when the world had first been born, before heaven and earth had fully separated.
Beneath the gray sky lay an endless, desolate expanse. The ground was grayish yellow, with the occasional patch of withered grass, but no trace of life. Cracks spread across the earth, extending all the way to the horizon.
At that moment, three figures appeared out of thin air upon that boundless wasteland.
After the three landed, Lu Yunxiao released Ying Huanhuan's waist.
The little girl's pretty face was crimson as she cast Lu Yunxiao a