"Keep going east and disaster will befall us. If we head southwest, you may meet the person you wish to see, and we can avoid calamity as well." An inexplicable halo seemed to gleam in Zhou Yixian's eyes as he looked back behind them, then toward the southwest.
After hearing this, Wild Dog merely nodded. He had nothing else to do now, and after listening to Zhou Yixian, expectation rose in his heart. "Meet the person I wish to see? Could it be that little monster from Big Bamboo Peak?"
"Then let's hurry!" Wild Dog walked ahead in excellent spirits, clearing the way for Zhou Yixian and his granddaughter.
Before long, they saw a streak of purple light suddenly fly over their heads. Of the three, only Wild Dog Daoist noticed it, but he paid it no mind. Yet that streak of purple light abruptly doubled back and, within a few breaths, landed in front of them.
"Sister Ping'er!" When Xiaohuan saw the person who had suddenly appeared, she happily rushed past Wild Dog Daoist and ran up to her.
"Little Sister Xiaohuan! We meet again!" Jin Ping'er smiled brightly at Xiaohuan and reached out to stroke her head.
"You're wounded!" Wild Dog Daoist smelled blood on Jin Ping'er. During their time in Imperial City, though they had not spent long together, they had all stayed by Luo Yunji's side. They could not exactly be called close, but there was still some regard between them.
Jin Ping'er nodded. "I ran into Qin Wuyan and fought him. I took some injuries!"
"Little Tyrant gave us some pills from time to time. You..." Wild Dog looked at Jin Ping'er. If she said she had not brought any, Wild Dog Daoist would give her some.
Jin Ping'er smiled and nodded at Wild Dog.