"Go!"
The Netherworld Office made a large detour, thinking he had lured 'Luo Mu' away, then doubled back to flee with Ming Lu.
However, they hadn't gotten far before they sensed the Black Flame Sect people catching up again.
Another chase ensued, but the roles were reversed.
This time, it was Chu Ming's turn to pursue as the Netherworld Office and Ming Lu fled.
"Senior Brother, you must go quickly!"
Ming Lu knew she was heavily injured, and if the Netherworld Office carried her, neither of them could escape.
Go?
The Netherworld Office glanced at Ming Lu, his eyes filled with despair, which hid a trace of tenderness.
"Junior Sister, tell Master, tell Senior Brother, avenge me!"
"I, the Netherworld Office, am your Second Senior Brother!"
As he finished speaking, the Netherworld Office stuffed his storage treasure into Ming Lu's hands, then cast a Primordial Technique, wrapping Ming Lu.
Whoosh!
