Make A Choice
Editor: Transn
"Where are they?"
Su Mo's face was filled with dismay. They were spectating before but were now missing. Where have they gone?
Did they leave?
This was not likely as he told Hong Qingxuan to leave earlier, yet she refused. How could she leave without saying goodbye?
Su Mo swept around and did not find them.
"Weird!" Su Mo felt bewildered!
"Brother Su Mo, we're here."
Suddenly, Hong Qingxuan's voice came from above.
Su Mo looked up, and then his face suddenly changed.
Hong Qingxuan and Huang Yao were standing above the clouds and between the two women stood a narrow-cheeked elder dressed in gray.
The old man's Qi was deep and was not unlike an endless abyss. Su Mo could not tell his cultivation level!
The elder's two withered hands were placed on the shoulders of the two women.
One looked cold, and the other looked dreadful. Obviously, they were captured by the elder.