Under the moonlight, two figures gradually overlapped into one, filling the wilderness with soft murmurs and low singing for a moment.
Two and a half seconds quickly passed by.
After watching for a while, Yi Chen couldn't help but show a look of disdain. However, he didn't disturb the two, after all, Yi Taoist was not a dog; he was long past the age of chasing after dogs as they raced each other at the entrance of the village.
"Eh, it reminds me of my childhood in my previous life."
"Just a couple of words, naive, chasing after dogs, woof woof chasing."
"This pair of wild mandarin ducks just happened to run into poor old me. If they ran into Zhang Shihao, Brother Hao, they would definitely be put through military training."
With a thought, Yi Chen's figure quietly disappeared into the night sky.
A voice transmission suddenly echoed at the bottom of the handsome young man's heart, "Young man, don't be too impulsive; lying is not a good habit."
