The man's black robe swayed past Mu Ruyue, his steps gradually approaching. As the man moved closer, his overwhelming aura rose sharply, stirring a fierce wind around him.
"Master, quickly, go!"
Xiao Yue's face changed drastically, his form transformed into a lightning bolt rushing towards Bei Jun, a resolute glint flashing in his silver eyes.
"Xiao Yue!"
Mu Ruyue's expression finally showed panic, raising her hand to try and catch Xiao Yue, but alas, she could only grab a piece of cloth...
Soon, Xiao Yue was in front of Bei Jun, with a sudden longsword in his hand, fiercely slashing towards his neck from the side...
Bei Jun's indifferent gaze swept toward Xiao Yue; just this glance made Xiao Yue's body stiffen. Then that big hand came violently, with a smack, her body was sent flying away by that palm strike.
Turning into a blood rain scattered from the sky...
"Xiao Yue!!!"
