Night fell.
The Blazing Flame Lion King carried Su Yi and Wu Qingyao to a small river. The woods on either bank were sparse, and the croaking of frogs rang without end.
It took Su Yi two days to travel from Demon Sword Mountain to Sunset Ravine, let alone to the Seven Dynasties.
So now, Su Yi was feeling somewhat regretful.
After sending Wu Qingyao back and then returning to Demon Sword Mountain, how long would that take?
What if he killed the Demon Emperor first, then sent her back?
Su Yi sat on a round boulder, lost in thought. He subconsciously glanced at Wu Qingyao behind him, only to find that she was looking at him as well.
Their eyes met.
Su Yi hurriedly turned back, his expression awkward.
Under the night sky, it was impossible to tell whether Wu Qingyao had blushed, but her heart was already pounding like a startled fawn.
The Blazing Flame Lion King lay not far away, fast asleep, its snores rumbling like thunder.
To dispel the awkwardness in his heart, Su Yi closed his eyes and began reading the Emperor Su Sect chat.
Shangguan Wuji: Where's that little crawler? Why has he stopped showing himself?
Devil Lord Qingyan: Be careful. He might be very powerful and really come to Heaven's End Valley to settle the score with you.
Shangguan Wuji: Hahaha! Are you kidding me? I've roamed this continent for thousands of years—when have I ever feared anyone?
Demon Wolf Star: Exactly! Senior Shangguan is a legend of the demonic path, unmatched by those before him and unsurpassed by those after!
East Marsh Flood Dragon King: Can you be any more disgusting?
Su Yi was left speechless. Li Huahun had stopped speaking, probably frightened by their bullying.
Sigh!
Seeing such an honest