By the edge of a stream.

Green light flashed past as two figures appeared. One was wearing a black dress, her figure enchanting while her bewitching face akin to a little succubus. This was naturally Zuoqiu Qingyu

“How’s my beauty saves the hero? Did your heart stir?” Zuoqiu Qingyu held her waist with her little hands, a clearly pleased look on her smiling face.

Yaoyao’s face was slightly pale as she sat on a rock. One of her hands was pressed against her shoulder where a dash of red had appeared. However, her expression had remained cool and collected from start to end. She lifted her head, and was silent for some time as she looked at Zuoqiu Qingyu, before she said, “If you did not come, all of them would likely be dead now.”

“Arrh?”

Zuoqiu Qingyu was stunned. Soon after, her little red lips pouted. “Insisting on saving face even till death. You shouldn’t feel humiliated though, no one else in the entire...