The Battle XXXV

He cleared his throat and looked at Feng Chen. "Then, you should go. After all, Xia Xia is not safe in Nine Gate, and Nine Gate will ignore me if I went to pick her up."

Feng Chen lowered his gaze; he continued to move the rocks from the rubbles.

"Xiao Qing will come back."

He paused. "I hope the first person she sees when she comes back is me..."

"Alright..."

Feng Lianqing saw that Feng Chen could not be persuaded, and so, he said no more.

He could only follow them and continue to search...

***

Nine Gate.

A little girl sat next to the lake, resting her hand on her cheek, and her feet were swinging in the water.

Her face was as fair as jade, and even at a young age, she was already beautiful.

Nan Luo walked up behind the little girl; a cold light flashed in her eyes. She faked a smile as she headed toward Xia Xia.

"Xia Xia..."

Xia Xia turned and was greeted by a beautiful face.