He struggled to stand and the blonde held him steady.
"You are hurt."
"Don't worry. Come, let us ride over. You know how right?"
Ying Yue stared at him blankly, before his lips spread into a smile. Helping the purple eyed male outside, they rode his sword to the battlefield. On the way, he could see so many deaths and blood. His lips thinned and his face blanked.
All these deaths were on his hands.
"Go, Heaven's Chosen. I will get off here."
Mo Chou jumped off before he could say anything, but he was glad the man did. Eyes glowing brightly, he rushed to the midst of battle and called forth his power. Landing loudly, a shockwave of his aura caught the demons off guard. He lifted his hand up to the sky and call forth the talismans gifted to the leaders of each sector.
'Ah Li, you knew… even back then.'
