"What do you mean, don't worry about it? Who said we don't have to care?"
As this voice rang out, in an instant, joy surged across the faces of Su Yu, Su Xiaoxiao and the others.
"Master!"
"Boss!"
A group of people looked ecstatically at the young girl sweeping out from the depths of the cliff bottom space.
Qingtong was clad in pitch-black clothes.
The robe, stained all over with the blood of countless monsters, made its color even darker and more menacing.
Framing that peerlessly beautiful, city-toppling face, gorgeous as peach blossom, she looked just like a stunning Asura striding out of Purgatory's depths with sword in hand.
Such breathtaking presence, it cuts off people's souls!
"Qingtong…"
Looking at the peerless girl who had appeared before him, Yanyue Jue's heart was a tangled mess of emotion.
There was the delight of seeing Luo Qingtong, and also worry and dread.
In this matter, half the responsibility lay with him, no matter how you looked at it.
