152 Words Under the Moon With An Old Companion

Xu Qing looked at Xue Yuncui as she stabbed the sword all the way through her head. Then she stepped back, pale faced. Xue Yuncui slipped into death, and Xu Qing stood there silently.

Meng Hao looked at her and then walked up next to her. Together, they sat down. The vines dragged Xue Yuncui's body down into the ground and began to devour it.

The moon hung high in the sky, and everything was quiet. No one had noticed the ripples of battle magic; after all, this Blessed Land was a very large place.

"First time?" asked Meng Hao. Their shadows overlapped in the moonlight.

She was quiet for a while before nodding.

"The first time I killed someone, my heart was troubled for quite a while," he said softly. As he looked at her, images from the Reliance Sect floated into his mind.