Whoosh!
At this moment, within the flames, a slender red figure shot towards Nangong Feiyang.
"Huozhu?"
Nangong Feiyang turned his gaze to the slender figure.
The newcomer was indeed Nangong Huozhu.
However, at this moment, Nangong Huozhu was also covered in considerable blood, her delicate face pale, and drops of blood fell from her Treasure Sword, clearly having endured a fierce battle, with eyes full of urgency.
"What's wrong, Junior Sister Huozhu?"
Seeing Nangong Huozhu's odd expression, Nangong Feiyang immediately inquired.
"Brother Feiyang, it's not good, look!"
Nangong Huozhu pointed to the rooftop of the Feipu Grand Hotel under the night sky.
Nangong Feiyang's gaze shifted over, his handsome face instantly changed, a flash of cold light bursting from his eyes.
Under the dark night, on the rooftop of the Feipu Grand Hotel, there were a total of four figures; two were dressed in Japanese ninja suits, one white and one red.
