"Mmm..."
Xiao Wu pulled herself from his embrace and wiped away her tears somewhat embarrassedly, her cheeks flushed red.
After surviving a life-and-death calamity and seeing the darkness in people's hearts, this innocent Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast seemed to have matured greatly overnight.
She looked at Li Yifei, her eyes full of dependence and trust.
"Brother Yifei, can I... can I follow you from now on?"
Night fell like spilled ink, blurring the border between the Star Luo Empire and the Heaven Dou Empire into something dark and profound.
Within the forest, the wind howled, yet it could not conceal the piercing whistles of two figures racing through the air.
Zhu Zhuqing's slender, graceful body now moved like a phantom through the depths of the forest.
The speed and agility granted by her Feline Martial Soul had been pushed to their limits. Every touch of her toes was as silent as a feather, and every turn carried unimaginable nimbleness.
Her chest rose and fell violently, her lungs burning with pain, but she did not dare stop.
Behind her, that familiar yet suffocating Soul Power fluctuation followed like a shadow.
Another fierce gust struck, accompanied by the faint glow of a Soul Ring.
Yellow Soul Ring, First Soul Skill—Hell Stab!
Zhu Zhuqing's spine went cold. She abruptly twisted aside, barely avoiding the chilling claw.
The claw wind grazed her left shoulder, tearing through her clothes and exposing the snow-white skin beneath.
She could even feel the temperature of those claws, as well as the power contained within them.
It was power more than enough to tear her apart with ease.
Yet the claws always landed right at the edge of where she could barely evade them.
It was not a mistake, but a... deliberate measure of restraint.
Taking advantage of the