Xiao Hua had no time to kill Ye Yu. When he hurriedly turned back to look, he saw that the drought demon had somehow already caught up to within less than two li of them!
Though it was still two li away, most of the ghost heads that had previously filled the area around Xiao Hua and the others had vanished. The green lights had also been scattered by the drought demon's heat waves. Hundreds of pursuing soul cultivators and soul beasts did not dare approach it. As for Hou Yan, who had earlier wanted to kill Li Zongbao and Fairy Hongxia, his expression was now extremely ugly. Though the ghost head he controlled was still struggling desperately within the heat waves, it too seemed deeply terrified of this supremely yang drought demon!
Yet none of that mattered. What Xiao Hua found most incomprehensible was that the drought demon, which had originally been pursuing him, was now staring at Xiao Mao. Xiao Mao seemed to have been bound by something. Though he held the Sun-Shooting Arrow in his hand, aside from that startled cry just now, he could no longer move at all!
Even the dozen or so soul cultivators who had just been surrounding and attacking Li Zongbao had now turned into blossoming sprays of blood, slowly falling through the air! Clearly, it had been the work of the drought demon two li away!
"Damn it!" Xiao Hua immediately understood. "This drought demon has taken a fancy to Xiao Mao! It wants to take him back and make him its bandit stronghold's wife!!"
With that thought, Xiao Hua viciously glared at Ye Yu, who had taken advantage of his distraction while he checked on Xiao Mao to grease the soles of his feet and flee desperately on sword light.