He stopped stroking and pressed his palm between Ling Long's eyebrows. His voice was gentle and cold."Return a portion of the fate that I have stored here."
Hatred and resistance flashed across Ling Long's big, cute eyes that were like black buttons. However, he did not do anything and allowed him to take the fate energy.
.............
The next morning.
Zha Zha ...
As the stone door slowly opened, Xu Qi 'an shouted into the dark underground, ""Senior martial sister Zhong, I'm here to pick you up."
Not long after, Zhong Li, who was wrapped in a long cloth robe and her hair was disheveled, slowly walked up the stone steps.
She raised her head, and between her messy hair, that pair of watery eyes jumped with joy.
It had been a month and a half since Xu Qi 'an went north.
"Your cultivation base has improved again." Zhong Li said in a low voice.
"You're still the same." Xu Qi 'an pressed her palm on her head.
Zhong Li slapped it away.
