Dead Qi drifted above the Forest of Death. They looked like wisps of green smoke that blotted out the winter's sun.
The forest was deep and dark. Xue Xuanle had a graceful look and was dressed in red, making her look like the most gorgeous red flower in summer. Nonetheless, she furrowed her eyebrows and looked impatient and worried. As the young lady followed behind Xue Boren to quickly run forward, she stepped on dried branches from time to time, hence cracks were heard.
Xue Boren turned to look. He moved like the wind as he looked up at Xue Xuanle. "Xuanle, you're distracted."
"Yes." Xue Xuanle's eyes reddened.
The elder sighed and said, "Younger Brother Tianrui's matter is urgent, so let me help you with my spiritual power!"
Xue Xuanle pondered for a moment before she nodded in agreement. When she recalled the good-looking face that was worth a second look, she looked absent-minded for a bit.
