After saying that, Gu Dali did not care about Luo Yuanhan as he rode his sword and flew upwards.
Luo Yuanhan looked around him. He was surrounded by swamps. Other than the giant crocodile just now, his surroundings were deathly silent.
It seemed that Gu Dali was right. Junior Sister Yun was already dead.
For some reason, he felt empty in his heart. She was clearly just a little girl that he was not familiar with. Why was she like this?
He shook his head. Since she was already dead, there was no point for him to stay here anymore. Hence, he rode his sword and left.
When he flew into the air, he realized that Gu Dali did not leave. Instead, he was waiting for him with a gloomy expression.
Gu Dali opened his mouth and finally said, “I felt that there was still time, so I insisted on rushing back to the sect today. I also did not expect that Yun Yiyi would fall...”
Luo Yuanhan waved his hand. “Since things have come to this, there’s no point in talking anymore. Let’s hurry.”