Sword cleaving through the air, Wu Heng's face, which had sported a teasing smile, instantly turned to horror.
Xi Ligui too saw who it was, and her expression stiffened as she forcefully stopped her attack.
Wu Heng reached out to grab the wrist holding the sword.
The blade stopped mid-air, and a slow trickle of cold sweat ran down Wu Heng's forehead.
Both of them widened their eyes,
and in their gazes, there was a kind of fear.
After staring at each other for a few seconds, Wu Heng finally asked, "What are you doing?"
Xi Ligui replied, "What are you doing coming over like that?"
Wu Heng released her wrist, and Xi Ligui put away the Evil Sword as the frost mist slowly dissipated around her, "Are you hurt? I didn't know it was you, thought someone used a Teleportation Scroll."
Wu Heng wiped his sweat as well, "No worries, I was just trying out a new skill."
