Rong Xiu paused in his tracks and tried to stabilize the tumbling aura in his body. His expression only became more relaxed when he looked down and saw that Chu Liuyue didn't seem to be affected by this.
After a while, he continued walking forward.
Chu Liuyue lay in his arms, and her expression was quiet as if she were hibernating.
Tuan Zi had already returned to the size of a palm as it lay on her chest and waited quietly.
Everything seemed to have returned to normal.
The bloodstains on Rong Xiu's clothes had long been dried by the fire, leaving behind a large patch of dark red.
His footsteps were light, and wherever he walked past, he didn't leave any traces behind on the ground.
After walking for a distance, Rong Xiu arrived next to a gully. It was one of the nine gullies, and they were at the furthest one.
Rong Xiu carried her and flew down.