Di beiming nodded his head. The two of them left the imperial city and headed towards the ten thousand ghost lair.
The people of the ghost region could not ride a sword to fly, unless they rode on a flying primordial bird.
Although di beiming was an exception, Yun chujiu could only float forward in her current state. Otherwise, di beiming would not have allowed her to sleep on the spot and not move her.
After the two of them left the imperial city for a distance, di beiming stopped and said coldly, “Come out!”
Yun chujiu was stunned and turned around. She saw a figure flash out from behind a tree in the distance. It was the crown prince of the Yan clan, Ao Ji.
Ao Ji’s back was straight, but his expression was stiff. It was obvious that he was afraid of Di beiming.
Ao Ji walked in front of the two of them and his gaze fell on Yun Chujiu. Almost instantly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.