Yan Buhuan didn't dare to go up, for fear of becoming a burden to Jiao Li.
At the critical moment, the dagger was pressed against the man's chest.
"Let her go, or we will die together."
"Don't—" Yan Buhuan yelled.
Jiao Li stabbed the dagger forward a little unmoved.
In this fight, no one can stop it.
Yan Buhuan stood up and ran back without looking back.
She ran lifelessly, leaving everything behind her. The scenery she passed seemed to turn into the devil's face, laughing mockingly at her.
Yan Buhuan covered her ears and used all her strength. It seemed that all her life's strength had been spent on this run.
…
Dawn broke through the clouds and cast a mottled shadow on the earth.
Yan Buhuan panted and looked up at the huge waterfall in front of him.
The sound of rushing water reminded her that she had arrived at her destination. But her whole body seemed to have been drained of strength, and it was difficult to even raise her hands.
He lay limp on the ground like a puddle of mud, staring at the waterfall in a daze.
But at this moment, a strong wind swept behind him, causing Yan Buhuan to stand up.
The rising sun was a bit dazzling, and the visitor was standing on a protruding rock against the light, wearing red clothes.
"Little girl, you are so slow. It took me so many days to get here." The other party's voice was low, with a hint of arrogance.
Yan Buhuan stared blankly, feeling a little unbelievable: "Who are you?"
With her martial arts, it's impossible not to notice someone following her.
The person in the backlight smiled softly and slowly said three words: "Yan Xitong!"
This answer made Yan Buhuan take a breath. How is it possible? He is Yan Xitong. He sounds like he is only in his twenties, but...but he is the master of Penglai Mountain!
"Are you really Yan Xitong?" she asked innocently.
The other party moved and stepped out of the backlight. A face that was so enchanting that it took one's breath away was revealed in front of her. Yan Buhuan stared at the other party intently, with her mouth half open, unable to say a word.
This man... is so coquettish.
Those slightly raised phoenix eyes seem to be able to suck people's soul in.
"What? Is there another person named Yan Xitong?" the other party asked with a smile, but despite this, he still failed to make people think he was amiable.
Yan Buhuan was wary and quickly distanced himself from him: "Why are you following me?"
"I have the same purpose as you, I want to enter the Bodhi Cave."
"this one?"
"What do you think?"
"Why should I trust you?"
The incident of him controlling Zhao Yu to snatch the key was still vivid in her mind. How could she believe that this man was just trying to get in? What if there was only one Bodhi seed inside...
As if he had read her thoughts, Yan Xitong sneered: "With your martial arts skills, I can snatch the key away within five moves. Do you think I need to waste time explaining to you here?"
"..."
Yan Buhuan still compromised, not only because the other party was stronger than him, but because Yan Xitong told an astonishing fact.
Going in from here is not the real Bodhi Cave, but has to go through a long undercurrent. He promised to take himself through the undercurrent to the Bodhi Cave, and swore on his own personality that he would never compete with her for Bodhi seeds.
Based on his personality, Yan Buhuan doesn't want to worry about it. At the moment, he just thinks about how to get in and how to get out.
Yan Xitong got a rope and tied it around her waist, and took her into the waterfall.
