Then with a "bang", in front of Feng Yuan's side, where Yu Sihuang's figure had disappeared.
A gigantic, writhing sphere of vines suddenly exploded.
The branches and tendrils scattered, chaotic like rain.
Enormous blood-colored vines, like dragons or pythons, burst forth and soared to the sky.
And a large red figure suddenly swept out from the blood-colored vine net entwined in the sky.
With a "swish", Yu Sihuang's figure rushed forward, landing right in front of Luo Qingtong, Su Yu, and the others.
"Tong... Little Jiu'er!"
Upon seeing Luo Qingtong's figure, Yu Sihuang's eyes suddenly brightened.
His devilishly alluring eyes skimmed over Luo Qingtong and then he chuckled unexpectedly.
"I knew you would be okay."
Yu Sihuang spoke, raising a hand to lightly brush the tear mole at the corner of his eye, with an expression unspeakably wicked and lazy, as if he had never worried about Luo Qingtong's safety and always foresaw everything perfectly.
