章 1739: The Final Battle (12)

Gu Ruoyun finally stepped out from her sorrow when she remembered this. She held the little fellow firmly in her arms as a sharp light flashed across her chilly gaze. "Cang Ming, show yourself now!"

Cang Ming, show yourself now!

Shatter!

After Gu Ruoyun had roared angrily, she felt the scene before her gradually breaking apart. It shattered suddenly like a mirror and even the scene behind her slowly disappeared.

Only the little beast in her arms gave her a sense of security...

"Yun'er."

An anxious cry pierced through the sky to land in her ears. It was a familiar and unforgettable voice which caused her soul to tremble.

A peerless-looking face immediately appeared in her view when she opened her eyes.

The man's demonic eyes were filled with anxiety as he held the woman in his arms in a tight embrace. His voice was filled with concern as he asked, "Yun'er, have you finally come out of it?"