Using the Green Cloud Feather, with a few leaps, Han Yan was already a hundred feet away, but the two Fierce Stone Demons were still in relentless pursuit behind.
"What are you doing, let me go, let me go," Zhu Xiuqing finally snapped out of his daze, yelling at Han Yan in a flustered rage.
"Oh, okay." Han Yan casually dropped him to the ground.
Zhu Xiuqing was momentarily stunned, and immediately saw the Fierce Stone Demons behind closing in with thunderous roars, nearly scaring him to collapse.
"Help, help." Zhu Xiuqing did not know where he got the strength, but he bounced up from the ground, crying and wailing as he chased after.
Han Yan smiled slightly, reached back and grabbed Zhu Xiuqing by the neck, continuing to run swiftly.
Zhu Xiuqing was quiet at first, but soon started twisting and turning.
"What are you trying to do now? Are you hoping I'll let you go again?" Han Yan said impatiently.
