The saintess nodded and said, "Alright, I'll go back and attend to my military affairs first. I'll come find you as soon as I'm done. Please take care."

Zu An was startled: "Don't come alone. You are now the most wanted person by the demons. The imperial tombs are now under their control. If you go there, you will be sending yourself to the wolves."

The saintess smiled sweetly: "Don't worry, Brother Zu, I'm not a reckless person. It won't be so easy for demons to catch me."

Zuan then realized that she had been fighting against demons for many years, and that his worries were indeed unfounded.

Since that's the case, he stopped trying to persuade her and instead stepped forward to hug her tightly: "Sister Ling'er, after we finish dealing with the fragments from this period, I will take you back to our original time and space."

The saintess nodded and said, "I believe Brother Zu can definitely do it."

The two embraced for a long time.

"When we get back, Qingwu will definitely ask about your whereabouts. Should I tell her?" the saintess suddenly asked as she parted from his embrace.

Zuan shook his head slightly. A short pain is worse than a long one. He might as well take this opportunity to make Princess Peacock forget about him.

The saintess nodded, realizing that there was no future for their relationship, and then reluctantly bid them farewell.

As the two flew away, the elven scout couldn't help but glance back at Zuan, clearly very curious about the man the saintess had fallen for.

Zu An thought that this female elf might be related to Xue'er in some way. Elves have a long lifespan, so she is probably about 3-4 generations above Qiao Xueying.

However, he quickly gathered his thoughts; the most important thing now was to find Pei Mianman as soon as possible.

A biting, cold wind blew in his face, and Zuan felt as if he had overlooked something, but what exactly was it?