At this moment, at the previous site of Magical Herb Sect, Ye Mo and Luo Ying stood silently. The sect doors had turned into barren wasteland. There were some level one and level two spirit herbs scattered around everywhere. They sprouted from seeds of the herb garden.
Luo Ying held Ye Mo's hand and walked into the ruins. Seeing where they used to live, Luo Ying's eyes went red. This was not only the place she and Ye Mo stayed at, but also where she lived since she had memory.
"Ye Mo, this is where I concocted pills… this is where you cultivated…" even though this place was in ruins, Luo Ying remembered very clearly.
"Susu…" Ye Mo knew Luo Ying felt very sad and comforted her.
"Hmm…" Ye Mo said.
"What is it?" Luo Ying looked at Ye Mo in confusion.
Ye Mo pointed at the ruins and said, "Someone set up restrictions here, meaning that if we go in, people will immediately know."
