"The one who will take your life!"
As that sound rang out, Qingtong's figure suddenly appeared in the sky.
Those blood-colored pupils filled with countless cold and fierce auras stared coldly in his direction.
"Tongtong?!"
The voices of Empress Dowager Yan Xi and Old Master Luo sounded almost simultaneously.
The latter's face was delighted but weak.
Old Master Luo had just shattered the bones in his legs and hadn't had time to shatter anything else.
He looked at Qingtong appearing in mid-air, the light in his tiger-like eyes was both relieved and joyful.
His granddaughter is back, Great Chu is safe, and Yan Xi will be alright.
As soon as Empress Dowager Yan Xi gained her freedom, she immediately rushed to Old Master Luo's side, choking up at the sight of the man's legs almost turned into mush.
At that moment, she heard Qingtong's voice, and suddenly raised her head in disbelief, her face both shocked and thrilled.
The one who came is Tongtong?
