At that thought, Chu Yi sharply inhaled a breath of cold air.
If that was the case, if there ever came a time when he could not control his own mind, he would become a great demon hunted by everyone.
Towards those around him, he would be a cold-blooded animal, even taking their lives for his own benefit.
Chu Yi shivered involuntarily.
All night long, Chu Yi didn't feel the slightest bit sleepy.
He lay on the leaves with his eyes open, his mind filled with all sorts of possibilities.
As dawn was approaching, Chu Yi was startled awake by an indescribable aura.
He glanced at Murong Xue beside him, she must have been sleeping soundly because of the poisoning.
Although dawn had broken, she was still breathing evenly.
"She has no worries,"
Chu Yi muttered to himself and tiptoed to the mouth of the cave.
The little fatty was silent; Chu Yi had no idea if he had gone back directly.
Upon reaching the entrance and looking into the distance,
"What the hell is that?"