"Close your eyes."
Once inside the vortex, Qian Jiyun's voice sounded in her ears.
She closed her eyes obediently and could hear the sound of the wind rushing past her ears, yet she could not feel the slightest bit of movement.
However, she could sense that she could not converge with her space in this vortex. She could not even sense Wei Na.
She wanted to ask Qian Jiyun about it, but she swallowed her words when she thought there might be danger.
She decided to ask him what was going on after passing through the vortex.
However…
Before they could stabilize themselves after leaving the vortex, An Jiuyue felt a jolt. Qian Jiyun flipped in mid-air and landed on a mass of demonic energy.
"Yan Bo, it's you."
"Who is that?"
An Jiuyue opened her eyes and looked at the man standing on the demonic fog nearby. She frowned and looked at Qian Jiyun, who was still carrying her.
"An unimportant person," Qian Jiyun said softly.
