Hua Lianyue stared at the message sent by the Senior Sister.
Her heart trembled.
Her already frail body coughed up more fresh blood.
An embrace?
A kiss?
How long had the Senior Sister been back at the mountain?
Could it be that she was already bewitched and tainted by that Demon Lord?
And it was both in body and soul.
That Demon Lord really was scheming and cunning, only fooling those like the Senior Sister, who was intoxicated with the sword and simple by nature.
Does he dare to confront her?
In the studio, the night was like a gauze, and Hua Lianyue clutched the communication jade stone, taking a long time before she replied with a few words.
[Tell your friend that there is only one way now.]
[What way?]
The jade stone flickered rapidly, proving that the person on the other end had been waiting there just for her reply.
Hua Lianyue's heart ached even more.
