"Who's there? Get out of here!"
Li Qingyu's eyes had unknowingly taken on a hint of crimson, as if infected by the Evil Sword Spirit.
Xia Feng frowned slightly, but before he could say anything, Xiao Xue let out a crisp sword cry that seemed to vibrate in everyone's ears.
Li Qingyu's eyes cleared a bit, and she felt a lingering fear.
Had just looking at that Sword Demon from a distance affected her emotions to this extent?
She appeared somewhat panicked, instinctively placing her fingertips on the Jade Bracelet on her wrist. The icy touch made her shiver all over, and her mind cleared completely.
Although her emotions were calm, she remained vigilant, looking in the direction of Xia Feng and the others, wondering who exactly was in the midst of the murky fog.
The girl who spoke earlier sensed something before speaking hesitantly, "It seems it's Goddess Qingxue and her companions."
Li Qingyu's eyes betrayed a hint of resentment, wondering how that woman could still be alive.
