"Qinglong, which direction do you want me to fly to?"
Qinglong took the order, set up a light of escape and flew in that direction with Xiyue like lightning.
However, to Xi Yue's disappointment, after Qinglong took her flying for a while, she did not see the tall tower, but had already reached a cliff near the sea.
Standing here, you can hear the sound of the waves and the salty smell and damp air blowing in your face.
"Qinglong, can you see something nearby..." Xi Yue's voice stopped abruptly, and then a strange look appeared in her eyes.
Because she found that the Qinglong who had been following her was gone.
Her brows were furrowed, and a jade token appeared in her hand, which she held tightly in her palm.
With just a hint of spiritual consciousness, Ji Mingyu would rush to her side in the first possible moment.
Although she is proud, she is not blindly confident. Now that she has lost all her skills, if she encounters danger, she will have no power to resist.
At this moment, a figure appeared vaguely at the end of the coast not far away.
In a trance, Xi Yue seemed to see a dark red robe winding on the ground.
"Unknown?" Xi Yue almost blurted out, but immediately found something wrong.
The body wrapped in the robe was tall and strong, and the exposed skin was faintly visible in the hazy night, but it was definitely not as crystal pale as the unknown, but instead had a healthy bronze color.
Moreover, the red robe on the unknown is always bright like blood, while the red robe on this person is somewhat dull, like dried or stale blood.
Xi Yue looked solemn and asked loudly: "Who is it?!"
As she spoke, her spiritual consciousness had already been injected into the jade token, and the jade token in her hand glowed slightly.
Everything around was silent for a long time, only the surging waves were rolling.
Xi Yue took a step back, then another step back. Just when she was about to summon Zi Ming You Luo, a strange male voice came to her ears.
"As expected of someone the Demon Lord has chosen. Just smelling this aura makes my heart flutter and I wish I could swallow him whole."
Xi Yue shook her head, trying to hear the voice clearly, but she felt that the sound in her ears was becoming more and more blurry, and the man's voice was becoming farther and farther away.
"If I could snatch you from Ji Mingyu and the Demon Lord... just thinking about this scene makes my blood boil. Haha..."
"I really want to take you away right now and eat you bit by bit, but it's a pity that it's not the right time yet... But you will fall into my hands! Very soon, very soon, cluck cluck cluck..."
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"Ms. Xiyue, Miss Xiyue?!"
Xi Yue suddenly woke up when she heard Qinglong's anxious shout, and her dilated pupils began to slowly focus.
Qinglong breathed a sigh of relief, then asked, "Ms. Xiyue, what's wrong with you? Just now, your eyes suddenly became blurry, as if you had lost your soul? Are you lost in thought?"
Xi Yue frowned and looked around. The night was still dark and the sea was roaring, but there was no thick fog and no man in the dark red robe.
She looked into the distance again, and saw that there was indeed a tall tower in that direction. The top of the tower was polygonal, and there seemed to be something hanging from the eaves, swaying gently with the wind.
Xi Yue was just about to take a closer look when she suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing past her, and her body was suddenly pulled into a familiar embrace.
Ji Mingyu hugged her tightly, breathing rapidly, his voice trembling slightly due to extreme fear and nervousness: "Xi'er, are you okay?" (To be continued)