After the flying demon beast fell, Mo Beiyuan hugged her waist tightly, gathered spiritual qi, and disappeared into the dusky forest with her.
The two quickly avoided the pursuit of the group of people behind them.
However, the flying demon beast could no longer fly.
Afraid that those people were still in the forest and had not gone far, Mo Beiyuan did not immediately fire the signal arrow in his hand. Instead, he observed Yun Ran's situation in his arms.
Yun Ran forced her eyelids open, twisted her pink lips, and smiled at him. "I'm fine."
Mo Beiyuan realized that her entire body was drenched in sweat. Her hair was sticking to her pink face and neck, and the corners of her eyes were slightly red. She exuded a soft beauty.
It was as if she had just been ruthlessly ravished.
