"Where are you?"
Song Shi sensed that Fu Yuhua was not in a good state.
"In the Ji Family's Floating City, we were forced here by the demon army and had no choice but to ask for the Ji Family's protection and live under someone else's roof. Because of this, we became the Ji Family's guards and have to be cannon fodder every day…."
Fu Yuhua said gloomily, "If you come and help us, our losses will be less if we fight the demons."
"The demons are so ferocious? They're wreaking havoc on this continent?" Song Shi looked up at the sky. In the distance, demonic clouds were indeed rolling. They were lacking some of the clear spiritual energy from before.
"Sigh, the various races of the demon race have all mobilized this time and started the biggest war in ten thousand years. Now, our Mystic Spirit Realm has been forced to the defensive side and is in a very sorry state."
Fu Yuhua smiled bitterly.
"I understand. I'll go to the Ji Family later."
