Hua Ling clapped his hands and said, then his eyes turned slightly cold and he looked in the direction of Xinya's escape.

"Let's deal with those lingering ghosts in Nishui first!"

The flying sword enlarged, Hua Ling stepped on the flying sword and flew towards the night sky.

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...

After the two puppets carried the people away, there was a chaotic fight in the nearby alley.

Xia Yao, who felt as if she had finally stepped on the ground, opened her eyes cautiously and fearfully, fearing that she would see the suspended air again.

Then after seeing the ground under his feet clearly in the dark night, Xia Yao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As if she had lost all her strength, she hugged herself with tears in her eyes, leaned against the nearest wall, and gasped for air.

"Hey, um, are you okay?"

A familiar, somewhat familiar voice sounded beside her, and Xia Yao suddenly raised her head and looked at the figure who seemed to have been standing next to her just now.

Somewhat troubled, she grabbed her long silver hair and looked at herself with a pair of bright eyes on her delicate face.

The person I have never been able to find, when I least expected it.
Chapter completed!