"This sort of thing, it's better to believe it has happened than to dismiss it. If the base where the Hualong Sect cultivator resides truly does have a problem, we might end up surrounded by those demon cultivators... that would be disastrous..."
If I fall into the hands of demon cultivators, the worst I'll face is death, or maybe being turned into a Soul Ghost if things go terribly wrong.
But if He Yingyu, such a beautiful and plump female cultivator, were captured by demon cultivators, it would be unimaginably horrific.
The two pared down their Escape Light and descended.
Down below in the nearby mountains, Chen Dengming had already been waiting to receive He Yingyu.
"Junior brother. Are you alright?"
Seeing Chen Dengming, the glow in He Yingyu's eyes were immense. Her dark, lush lashes fluttered, and her equally black, beautiful hair flowed down her back as she rushed towards him and grabbed his hand.
