WHOOSH!
Several streaks of light tore through the sky, heading straight for Ye Wushuang.
Although he didn't sense any hostility from them, he didn't dare let his guard down until he could determine if they were friend or foe.
The sweet, delicate voice rang out as a graceful figure shot out from the group, heading straight for Ye Wushuang.
"Brother Ye!"
The shout rang out again, this time filled with certainty and joy.
A fragrant breeze washed over him.
Having heard this voice twice now, how could Ye Wushuang not know who it was?
Meng Fanx and the others, however, remained on guard.
A graceful figure in a yellow dress, like a dancing spirit butterfly, landed in front of Ye Wushuang.
This woman was none other than Yuann Qingmeng.
"Brother Ye, we meet again." Gazing at Ye Wushuang, Yuann Qingmeng walked forward with a smile, her bright, lively eyes shining with joy.
