Xiao Lei watched as Ye Mo walked off and felt lost. She knew that this man didn’t belong to her. Although she knew this man was very excellent but what use was that?
Ye Mo felt the direction that the frost chi flowed and chased up without hesitation. He was thinking whether or not Nie Shuangshuang did this. After all, not long ago, he saw Nie Shuangshuang. And, the bleakness he felt in Xiao Lei’s body was very similar to the bleakness in Zhuo Yangqing.
An hour later, the sun had fallen completely. Ye Mo found his target in an empty patch of land. It was a man in his 40’s. His face was very long and his bleak chi was even more dense than Nie Wubian. He wore white clothes and stood in the barren land in the middle of the night like a ghost.
Not Nie Shuangshuang? Just when Ye Mo was thinking, he saw Nie Shuangshuang walk over. She was also here as well but was outside of his spirit sense range before.
