The entire Emancipation City is now empty.
The wretched corpses have found true emancipation.
And at this moment, Tao Qian had finally escaped.
While he still wore a look of shock on his face, the pale rainbow light in front of him suddenly receded, all the demon eyes disappeared without a trace, followed by the crisp sound of tinkling bells, plum blossoms blooming, and an exotic fragrance assail the nose. A somewhat plump but gracefully sinuous Kitten makes her way slowly toward him, step by step.
She had something in her mouth, a golden Buddha's bowl.
Yunrong, now in her true form, lightly leaped into Tao Qian's embrace. Her warm and soft body, slightly heavier than before and with a rich milky fragrance, found its familiar place and adjusted her posture to lie down peacefully.
At the same time, she also handed over the Buddha's bowl to Tao Qian.
It was clear from her demeanor that she did not intend to explain the previous attack.
