Chapter 229 Quiet Night Talk

In the deep recesses of towering mountains, amid the night rain and dense fog, the chill of autumn permeated the world.

The sound of rain was both clamorous and silent, with no hint of noise for miles around.

Suddenly, a bright luminescent glow rose from the wet grass and dark trees, reaching almost to the sky before dissipating in an instant, revealing two figures.

The black robe was tattered, and the heavy blood mingled with the raindrops to form a pale pink stream.

True Qi stirred around, and he embedded several formations into his own body, calming his breath gradually.

The performer pressed his hand against the slightly cracked mask and with a "crack" noise, he pinched it and took it off.

Meng Li watched this scene with a cold gaze.

The performer lifted his hood, his white hair already soaked by the rain, with streaks of blood sprawling across.

Turning an old and pale face, the performer quietly looked at the young man.