Yin Wuyou's figure flashed, and just as Zhou Shu was about to fall, she caught him in time.
She raised her head and looked at him.
Zhou Shu's eyes were slightly red, and his breathing was rapid. He didn't react like before after using the divine ability.
"Zhou Shu…" Yin Wuyou said worriedly.
"Let them go first!" Zhou Shu used almost all his strength to speak. "Take me somewhere!"
Yin Wuyou felt Zhou Shu's large hand slide toward her waist, and her pretty face instantly flushed red. Although she didn't know why, she wouldn't reject him.
"Go ahead, Great General. We'll catch up!"
Yin Wuyou picked up Zhou Shu and flew into the sky.
Meng Bai didn't understand, but now wasn't the time to think about it. He led the army and continued in the direction Zhou Shu had pointed out.
Yin Wuyou had only flown out for a few kilometers when she felt Zhou Shu's large hand swimming around her body.