"What exactly are you?"
"What I am, you're not worthy to know. If you dare, follow me."
Wen Xiao'ai said this, her figure flashed, and she instantly disappeared from the spot.
The young man reacted swiftly, as Wen Xiao'ai was about to leave, his figure flickered and transformed into a wisp of white smoke, entering her bell and being taken along with her.
Wu Zhihan didn't think twice and immediately chased after them.
The two moved like the wind, and in a blink, they arrived at a deserted area.
Wen Xiao'ai landed steadily on the ground, her feet barely touched down when she felt a gust of destructive power sweeping towards her from above.
Wen Xiao'ai lightly tapped her toe on the ground, her hands opened like a flying crane, sliding back dozens of meters before tapping the ground again, and then she soared into the sky.
The entire sequence was as smooth as flowing water, pleasing to the eye as if watching those celestial fights in TV shows, just identical.
