"I'm not being willful." Su Luoyin suddenly interrupted him, her eyes meeting his golden pupils. Her eyes were filled with seriousness. "After all, I'm a person of some strength now. I won't be hurt by those small-time characters."
"Being willful means saying you can do something even though you know you can't. As for me, I can do all of this and I can control it. So, I'm not willful." Su Luoyin gave Qian Yue a very faint smile, her eyes looking around inadvertently. The killing and fighting never stopped, but she still smiled faintly, her eyes full of determination.
The woman before him, though in a state of disgrace, exuded an unconcealable aura of kingship. For a moment, Qian Yue didn't know how to dissuade her. After a long pause, he could only sigh helplessly and warn her again, "Don't be so stubborn."
"Okay." Su Luoyin put aside his teasing and answered Qian Yue seriously. He glanced at Luo Wen, who was locked in a fight with the unknown man behind him, and knew it was time for him to leave.
After taking a last deep look at Su Luoyin, Qian Yue's golden pupils flickered slightly. She couldn't help but pull Su Luoyin over and kiss her lightly on the forehead, whispering, "Wait for me to come back."
After a brief hesitation, Qian Yue pulled away without hesitation. As Luo Wen retreated, the dark fire reignited, fiercely charging towards the beast's head. Su Luoyin stood there, watching the scene silently. Her purple dress had long been stained with blood, its original appearance unrecognizable, with only the tattered hem swaying slightly in the wind. She suddenly lowered her head, smiled a little sadly, and muttered to herself, "Should I start too?"
"We will definitely win."
A little light flickered around her neck. She clasped her hands together, tightly wrapping the light around her neck...
Rong Jing's movements froze for a moment, and the sword in his hand froze slightly. He saw that the spirit beast he was about to kill seemed to be injured by something and fell to the ground in an instant. Rong Jing was stunned for a moment, and turned back with a deep frown.
The woman standing in the light did not move at all, her hands were constantly moving around a ball of light. In the center of the light was a slender object like a little finger. She was seen revolving around this ball of light, chanting spells, bringing up gusts of wind, and instantly knocking countless spirit beasts to the ground.
"Su Luoyin!" Rong Jing suddenly yelled.
Hearing this loud shout, Su Luoyin's previously blurry eyes suddenly regained some clarity, and she looked towards Rong Jing. She saw that Rong Jing, who had been so proud and arrogant, was now covered in wounds on his face and body. His white clothes, which had never been stained with a speck of dust, were now covered in black and red patches, and his original appearance was no longer recognizable.
Rong Jing had been locked in a fierce battle from beginning to end, leading the remaining disciples of Shenghan Mountain in a final resistance against the numerous summoned spirit beasts. Both his body and mind were already overwhelmed, yet he had no intention of retreating.
Su Luoyin watched it all, but his hands continued to move, making the small thing as transparent as white jade float quietly and casting spells in his palms, constantly driving away the spirit beast that had already gone mad beside him.
"Su Luoyin, what are you doing! Alms? Go away!" Seeing Su Luoyin suddenly intervene in the matter, Rong Jing's first feeling was humiliation. Is he so useless now that he has to rely on her hand to defeat these annoying things?
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