"Senior Sister, the Sect demands people; you can't protect him!"
The chilling, icy words still echoed in his ears.
But Luo Chen had already left the bone-chilling palace behind.
Sunlight spilled over him.
It even draped the figure ahead of him in a layer of golden gossamer.
Suddenly.
His steps halted.
The woman turned around, her icy gaze fixating on Luo Chen.
"You're quite bold!"
Luo Chen tugged at the corner of his mouth but didn't speak.
"I don't want to see this kind of thing again," the woman said coldly.
Luo Chen's expression remained calm, "I don't want it to happen again either."
"Hmph!"
The Jueqing Fairy snorted coldly and swept away.
Luo Chen stood motionless, basking in the brilliant sunlight that shone down upon him from the sky over the endless desert sands.
Blistering, yet comforting.
It seemed to dissipate all the cold and icy hostility brought by the two formidable female cultivators, Jueqing and Yin Yue.
