Phoenix of Death

Su Yu had spread his Icy Divine Wings the entire journey back to the yard of the Second Elder, moving near the speed of light.

When he descended into the yard, there were no signs of Xianer! The unease in his heart grew stronger.

Whoosh—

He flew into the room only to see Xianer still laying on the bed asleep. Her petite body was curled into a ball like a little cat.

Su Yu let out a long sigh of relief. It was great that there was nothing unusual going on.

Walking forward, Su Yu reached out to caress Xianer's face.

But just as his fingers were about to make contact with Xianer, a raspy voice scowled behind him. "Stop! Don't touch her!"

It was the Second Elder. She hurriedly rushed over and glanced at Xianer. Her white, ancient eyes showed a little worry, her expression turning serious.

Su Yu's finger's halted.

He looked back, unable to comprehend the Second Elder's words. The feeling of unease welled up within him again.