Above the Jia Ma Empire, in the void.
Gu Xun'er and Yao Ling faced each other from afar.
Wind swept through the clouds, and the chill in the void deepened.
For some reason, Gu Xun'er felt uneasy. Suddenly, she missed her father and her clansmen terribly.
She had never felt this way before. Gu Yuan had sent her to the Xiao Clan when she was little, and she had actually spent very little time in the Ancient Realm. In her memories, the Ancient Realm was solemn and majestic, the home of the lofty Gu Clan.
Her father, Gu Yuan, was always busy-busy with clan affairs, busy matching wits with the Hun Clan, busy securing a place for the Gu Clan amid the continent's shifting winds and clouds. Later, she had been sent to the Xiao Clan and met Brother Xiao Yan, and that longing had gradually faded.
It must be because I've been away from home too long that I feel uneasy. Once Brother Xiao Yan's Three-Year Agreement is over, it'll be time for me to return.
She rose and moved with light, graceful steps, stopping a thousand zhang from Yao Ling. High in the void, the wind roared, stirring her golden skirts like a golden lotus in full bloom.
"My friend, although the Yao Clan and my Gu Clan have never been particularly close, we are certainly not enemies. On the contrary, the Hun Clan is our common enemy. Surely you know that the Yao Clan has already been destroyed by the Hun Clan. And across the entire Dou Qi Continent, only my Gu Clan can stand against them. Don't you want revenge?"
Yao Ling slowly opened her eyes. As she looked at Gu Xun'er's body, wreathed in golden flame, a trace of coldness flashed through her gaze.
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