Large drops of blood flowed out of Lu Youyou's body.
At this moment, she was probably at the end of her rope and could only retain her last bit of consciousness.
He shouted in a daze,"Little ..." Time."
"Xiao, Shi."
"Little girl!" The white-robed Dao Master's face flashed with heartache. His heart was filled with pain as if the little girl was pulling his mind.
Suddenly.
There seemed to be a sound coming from the darkness.
The White-Robed Holy Man paused and looked ahead as if he sensed something.
The tentacle froze.
In the darkness, a figure appeared lazily.
A pair of snow-white feet appeared in front of her. As she slowly approached, she saw a snow-white little girl walking out of the darkness.
"I heard the call of my good sister."
Her voice was ethereal, as if it came from beyond the heavens.
Under her pure gaze, the white-robed Holy Man's knees gave way and he fell to his knees.
Who was this person?
