"What did Qian Zhuoqian come here for?"
Once they had left, Dongfang Minghui asked.
"I think she deliberately came looking for trouble. If you hadn't come back in time, we'd all have died here today." Li Yunan had exchanged blows with Qian Zhuoqian, and every strike of hers concealed murderous intent.
"Yes, we were waiting for you the whole time, and they suddenly charged out for no reason." Mu Sheng had already been ready to have Little White release some poisonous smoke. Although he knew these people's spiritual power was exceptionally strong, something was better than nothing.
"There's something very strange about Meng Yixiao." Bai Rou had remained on guard throughout her second clash with Meng Yixiao. They had only been apart for a few days, yet the pressure of his spiritual power had nearly pinned her in place. That meant he had very likely advanced.
Mentioning Meng Yixiao inevitably brought his flowing, silvery-white hair to mind. Dongfang Minghui pondered it. "Seventh Sister, nearly all the Dark Elves I saw in the Three-Life Mirror had long, pale hair, just like Meng Yixiao. Do you think he could be an elf?"
Meng Yixiao had delicate, somewhat feminine features and flowing long hair. If his eyes changed to the same color as Lü Xing's, he would look every inch an elf.
"Absolutely impossible!" Lü Xing protested loudly. Minghui and Wan Yu's secret had only just shaken him, and now hearing the Elf Clan mentioned made his emotions slip out of control. When he noticed everyone looking at him, he realized he had overreacted and explained quietly, "Elves are born simple and kind. We don't contend with the world. A villain like Meng Yixiao could never come from our clan."
If Meng Yixiao were an elf, he would be a stain on everything