"Qingtong!"
Ling Yueyue swung her long whip, following closely by her side.
Ling Tianhan's left hand was bleeding, his right hand hung limply, yet he was still releasing one steady sword stroke after another.
A group of people kept pressing on into the depths of the Death Soul Tide!
So many people were trying to rush into the Light Gate.
Yet only they, with steadfast steps, rushed toward the opposite direction without looking back.
"What a bunch of fools."
Seeing them act like Yuan Hu and listening to their words, how could Luo Qingtong not know what was going on?
Obviously, Shi Qingqing and others must have told them something, leading them to mistakenly believe that she was trapped deep within the Death Soul Tide, thus they rushed to rescue her regardless of everything.
Really... foolishly adorable.
So foolish that she didn't even have the heart to scold them.
"Tsk! The group you've trained is not bad at all! They have good character!"
