"Wuxin!"
The cold voice, under the moonlight, seemed even more ethereal, making Wuxin pause slightly.
Originally, he wanted to tease this little girl a bit more, but couldn't withstand the warning from Nan Jin Yu.
Helpless, Wuxin could only draw his long sword, chop off a section of the tree branch, and lightly leap down, landing steadily on the branch padded on the ground.
The set of actions flowed like water, without any pause.
Gu Nian only felt her collar being grabbed, and in the next second, she was lifted into the air. A dizzying sensation came over her, and when she was put down, she was already seated on the ground in front of Nan Jin Yu.
Wuxin disdainfully looked at his palm, covered with mud, his entire face turning dark purple, "Where on earth did you roll out from? How did you make yourself look like a loach?"
"I climbed out from the river, then fell down and lost consciousness."
