CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! The clash of weapons rang out violently.
Su Ye had been about to turn and say something to Feng Juan.
But when she saw the scene before her...
Su Ye knocked a long whip away from her leg, grit her teeth, and quickly ran east.
Meanwhile, Xue'er, who had been sitting on a rock flirting intimately with Yang Xuan, found her expression changing slightly.
She stood up, looked at Yang Xuan, and said,
"Big Brother, you're a cultivator, aren't you?"
Yang Xuan toyed with a folding fan and said with a smile,
"But of course."
Xue'er pouted.
"In that case, could Big Brother carry Xue'er and catch up to that big sister running up ahead? I have something very important to tell her."
Hearing this and seeing the beauty look at him with such sincere trust and wholehearted reliance, Yang Xuan's confidence skyrocketed. He immediately declared,
"Of course!"
The moment the word left his mouth, he lifted Xue'er onto his back and sped off in Su Ye's direction.
