Jiang Lu walked over to Fu Yao's side and reached out to link arms with her. Seeing the faint sorrow in her eyes, Jiang Lu comforted her softly. "Senior Sister, no matter what, we've passed this trial. Where do we go next?"
Fu Yao lowered her eyes. Looking at Jiang Lu's innocent gaze, she broke into a smile.
She reached out and patted Jiang Lu. "Naturally—forward."
Jiang Lu was somewhat baffled. Then she saw Zhu Yue saying something beside Liu Qingqing, while Liu Qingqing proudly lifted her chin and turned away with a flourish.
The corner of her mouth twitched. Now she understood what that meant.
She turned to look at Fu Yao, her eyes sparkling.
Senior Sister Fu and the others were truly formidable. After all this time, Senior Sister Liu was still living in her own fantasies. They definitely deserved ninety percent of the credit.
After only a few steps, they felt the surrounding hurricane suddenly intensify, and in a daze, they stepped into another place.
Couldn't they even be given a moment to react?
Everyone cried out, "Exciting! Too exciting!"
They stood at the bottom of a cliff, with sheer precipices on either side soaring into the clouds. The entire space was steeped in gloomy gray darkness.
The surroundings were silent, save for the howling wind.
Jiang Lu's gaze sharpened. She suddenly felt that this place differed from the previous two.
Perhaps they had already cleared the first trial and had now arrived at the second.
Her lips tightened slightly as she followed behind the others. Qianming in her hand gave a tremor, concealed beneath the roar of the wind.
"Hiss—"
Qin Yaner suddenly let out a faint sound. Jiang Lu hurried over and saw that her arm had been cut open, several drops of blood seeping