In a daze, Du Yu was carried by Fu Jianzhou all the way into an empty military tent.
Du Yu didn't struggle, because he was busy observing the world inside his body.
The wisp of breath that Little Fen Yang called "Spiritual Qi" was now but a tiny trace, shivering amid the vast ocean of Demon Breath.
And the Demon Breath that permeated all through Du Yu's body seemed to want to nuzzle up close to the Spiritual Qi, getting all affectionate.
The Black Gold Rune Bird conjured by Little Fen Yang stood firmly by the Spiritual Qi, not letting any Demon Breath come near.
To Du Yu, this scene was like watching a movie.
Demon Breath: "Hey little bro, you're here?"
Spiritual Qi: "..."
Demon Breath: "Come here, come here, let me pamper you a bit."
Spiritual Qi: "No, no, please no."
Little Fen Yang: "Back off~ All of you back off!"
Du Yu's expression grew more and more bizarre; he just thought all this was incredible.
