High above, Shui Qingwu, dressed in white purer than snow, flew over gracefully. A pair of long wings of light behind her beat gently as she landed softly in front of Shen Lang's room.
Suddenly...
A cloud of black mist billowed out of thin air before the door, like a burning black flame, forming an impassable barrier in front of her.
The giant-like Duanmu Xie slowly rose from the ground. Corpse Qi surged like a furious tide, forcing a shocked Shui Qingwu to retreat several steps before she could stop.
The corner of Duanmu Xie's mouth curled. He exhaled a puff of black air and said proudly, "Miss Qingwu, my apologies. The master has reached a critical moment in his cultivation. I am under orders to stand guard. No one may disturb him at this time."
Although Duanmu Xie was a Zombie, he could still vaguely understand the complexities between men and women, so he was relatively polite to Shui Qingwu.
Anyone else would not have received such treatment.
