Xiao Xuanya had vanished from sight ever since the Longbao Guards attacked the villa.
Throughout these past ten or so hours, Yang Fei had been constantly worried about her, never expecting to encounter her here.
Just as Yang Fei was about to step forward to greet her,
a gaunt elder with a face as pale as dull gold closely followed behind Xiao Xuanya.
The pupils of the elder were entirely a gloomy green.
He had a high nose bridge, a pointed chin, and his face was adorned with a malicious smile resembling that of a python.
His way of moving was also like that of a snake, twisting and turning, yet his speed was as swift as lightning.
In front of and behind the elder, three or four bizarrely shaped Gu insects chased through the air, their speed remarkably fast.
Even with Yang Fei's sharp vision, he was unable to make out the appearance of these Gu insects.
Inside Yang Fei, Turtle Extreme roared sharply.
The premonition was like steel needles stimulating Yang Fei's brain.
