"Hurry up and save me?" Yuan chaohui cried for help.
He was extremely remorseful.
If he was given another choice, he would rather not come to the ancient heart mound and stay away from Li ruxue!
Unfortunately, when he joined that force, he had already lost his way out.
His neck suddenly tightened, and then he looked on helplessly as his headless body rushed forward.
Then, his vision turned black and he fell to the ground.
His body had been separated from his head.
Xia qingchen took a step forward and hugged Li ruxue, who had been left behind.
Li ruxue's eyes widened in surprise. "Junior Brother, you ... How can you be fine?"
Their cultivation levels were so high, but they were still put down by the miasma.
There was no reason for Xia qingchen to be safe and sound.
"I don't have time to say more." Xia qingchen glanced at the enemies who had reacted. They had already rushed over.