After taking a few large strides, the young man in the golden robe once again closed in on the two from merely a dozen zhang away.
"Brother Liu, I have a plan that might shake off this person, but I need you to hold him off for just a moment..." The young girl's lips moved slightly as she sent her message to Liu Ming.
Having heard her plan, Liu Ming pondered briefly before giving a slight nod in agreement.
Seeing Liu Ming's consent, the girl immediately slowed down her escape speed. At the same time, she slapped her waist pouch, releasing a strand of seven-colored aureole that instantly transformed into a seven-colored butterfly and gently landed on her fingertip.
The butterfly was only an inch big, its body glimmering translucently, with clear and distinct seven-colored spiritual patterns on its wings.
With a light flick of her hand, the butterfly fluttered its wings and flew swiftly toward Liu Ming, alighting on his shoulder.
