This towering shadow is terrifying. Yin Qianqian and Yun Mengyao feel their Divine Souls trembling.
"Lang Ya, take these two away. The old bastard's target is me. I'll buy you time to escape."
Qin Yi felt heavy-hearted; this time, he had played too big a game.
Yun Mengyao's eyes reddened, "Then what about you?"
"Don't worry, I have my own way to escape." Qin Yi spoke with great confidence.
But Yun Mengyao and Yin Qianqian weren't fools. If Qin Yi really had a way to escape, he wouldn't have taken them with him.
Yin Qianqian stared at the giant figure and said gravely, "We die together then. I've yet to taste your body. If you die, I would regret it to death."
Then you have no choice but to cause trouble... staying means death.
He looked at Lang Ya, "Take them away. We'll meet at the Nether Sea."
"We're not leaving."
Yin Qianqian and Yun Mengyao spoke simultaneously, with determined expressions.
Qin Yi ignored them, turned to Lang Ya, "Ten packs of dried fish."
"Deal."
