But Lian Xiaoya didn't care, she picked up her whip and furiously lashed at Qi Xiaojin.
The pain she endured, the past she lost, everything she's going through now...
"It's all your fault... it's all your fault!! Sister!!!"
...
Melted Heart Cave.
They burst out.
Fang Yu and Guan Anxuan charged out of the dark space and arrived at the previous underground mausoleum.
Luo Jianqing and the others who fled earlier didn't have any intention of waiting for them, they ran further and further away, almost out of sight.
"These guys!"
Fang Yu muttered a curse under his breath.
His head had already returned to a smaller form, about the size of a fist, with facial features, something that others would exclaim upon seeing.
Yet Guan Anxuan beside him didn't mind, instead, she gazed at Fang Yu with extremely gentle, tender eyes.
Truth be told, Guan Anxuan's deformed head due to demonization was roughly equivalent to Fang Yu's current situation, neither looked particularly appealing.
