The inn was devoid of any light.
Even the bedroom where Ding Ling and the others rested had oil lamps that lasted less than half an hour. After that, because of the dimness of the lamps, everyone thought it best to get some early sleep and went to bed.
Unexpectedly,
a strange scent and bees suddenly attacked.
The loud cry of Duan Yu instantly woke Ding Ling in the neighboring room.
How extraordinary he was!
Even in the dark, his vision was astonishingly sharp; he instantly unleashed a strike of Six Meridian Divine Sword, breaking through the window, letting the moonlight illuminate the room.
Immediately, he flipped over, picked up Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling, leaped through the window, and utilized Spiral Nine Shadows and Cloud Smoke Flying Evasion Technique. Like a wisp of smoke, he swiftly soared to the rooftop diagonally opposite the inn.
"What happened?"
Zhong Ling, who had just fallen asleep, rubbed her drowsy eyes, confused.
Mu Wanqing was in a similar state.
