Chapter 306
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Ning An only opened her eyes when the sun began to rise.
The other three woke up at the same time. It was obvious that they had not slept the entire night and were resting with their eyes closed …
"Let's go." Zi Chen did not say much. He stood up and walked out of the grove.
Ning An watched Zi Chen's back and frowned slightly. Zi Chen's hatred for the demon race was too deep. She was not worried about ordinary demons, but Zi Chen himself was no match for Prince Zongzheng or Demon Xiao.
If Zi Chen was so agitated every time they met, wouldn't they have to fight each time?
If that was the case, how lucky would Zi Chen be to escape every time?
Thinking up to here, Ning An's figure flashed and quickly caught up with Zi Chen, walking side by side with him.
"Zi Chen, I know why you hate the demon race, but I hope you won't be so agitated next time."
Zi Chen knew what Ning An was worried about. He smiled and nodded. "I will restrain myself next time."
Yes, he hated the demon race too much. However, he also knew that this would not do. The few demons who had a grudge against him were not people he could defeat at the moment. Ning An's worry was understandable.
Zi Chen had already said that he would restrain himself next time, so Ning An did not say anything else.
After two whole days, the group finally passed through Mo City and arrived at Qingluan Peak.
Qingluan Peak was especially gloomy at night. Those who were not strong would not dare to walk on it.
Ning An walked in front and glanced at the surroundings from time to time.
After walking for a while, they saw a person beside a small stream at the foot of Qingluan Peak.
The person was dressed in white. Her shoulder-length white hair fluttered in the wind. Perhaps it was because of the moonlight, but the side of her face was especially pale.
Ning An stopped in her tracks. Zi Chen also looked at the person in front of them cautiously. Lan Xiao and Murong Lan were even more so.
For such a person to appear without a sound, his strength could only be higher than theirs. Hopefully, they just happened to bump into him. Otherwise, they would have another fierce battle …
As if sensing the presence of Ning An and the others, that person slowly turned around. A pair of silver eyes collided with Ning An's black eyes that were sizing him up. Both of them were shocked.
The man was shocked that there was actually someone who dared to look at him without fear.
What surprised Ning An was that the pair of silver eyes were too clear, completely incompatible with the aura of death on his body.
He was a lifeless man, but his eyes were filled with light. He was a living example of a spear.
"When did all the men in the world become so devilishly handsome?" Murong Lan murmured, "If there were so many handsome men in the Heaven-Defying Mirror, I wouldn't have run away."
When Ning An heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He didn't know what to say.
In his impression, Murong Lan was not a love-struck fool. But then again, the man in front of him was indeed devilishly handsome. Although he couldn't be compared to Wuxie, Xingchen, or Xiao Liangsheng, he was still devastatingly beautiful … a beauty!
Just as Ning An was thinking this, he suddenly felt a fluctuation of spiritual energy in the air. He subconsciously prepared himself for battle.
The man in front of them glanced at them, then turned around and walked along the stream.
Gradually, a white fog appeared out of nowhere. When the white fog dissipated, he had disappeared as well.
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