[The sky], was briefly torn apart for a moment.
Although it was impossible to understand exactly what happened,
that sudden, lingering fear still made Monk Quan Heng, who was leading the escape, feel his heartbeat quicken and instinctively look back at the ruined city behind him.
But he could see nothing, only the lingering feeling of anxiety remained in his heart.
"Bald Pigeon, I can go to sleep now."
The playful voice of a woman brought Monk Quan Heng back to his senses.
As a cold hand rested on his neck, Quan Heng clasped his hands together.
"Benefactor Guo, since the nightmares no longer haunt you, you should rest first."
"Then Bald Pigeon must protect me! Otherwise, I might sleep and never wake up! Hee hee hee hee hee hee!"
With both hands hanging on Monk Quan Heng's neck, Guo Yuxin showed no hint of the seriousness that others had, laughing and joking as usual.
Before Monk Quan Heng could say anything, the next second, she fell asleep in an instant.
