"Well, I'll go first..."

Zhao Yuan pressed Wan Ling'er's beautiful shoulder and signaled her to wait here. He opened the door of the secret room and saw that Princess Qiqi had already put on her clothes. Her face was red with embarrassment and she did not dare to meet Zhao Yuan's eyes.

The stone in Zhao Yuan's heart felt relieved, but he felt frightened by the weird looks from Wan'er and Sixth Aunt. He quickly slipped into the toilet, hurriedly put on his underwear, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and swaggered.

Come out.

"Shoes." Princess Qiqi raised her drooped head and said softly.

"Shoes...ah..."

As soon as Zhao Yuan lowered his head, even though he was as thick-skinned as a city wall, he also felt a fever, because he wore a pair of combat shoes with the right foot on the left foot and the left foot on the right foot.

Fortunately, Wan Ling'er didn't see it, otherwise, it would be really hard to explain.

"Zhao Yuan..."

Wan Ling'er pushed the door open and came in, just in time to see Zhao Yuan changing his shoes. However, she felt that the atmosphere seemed a bit wrong, but she couldn't find the reason, and it always felt weird. Wan Ling'er naturally didn't expect that it was because of Zhao Yuan

The sudden piercing of her heart gave her a different feeling. Of course, she never dreamed that Zhao Yuan was suddenly wearing clothes.

"Is your injury healed?" Although Wan Ling'er was simple, she was not a fool. Although she didn't see any flaws in Zhao Yuan, she could see something was wrong with Princess Qiqi's unnatural expression.

"...It's better." Princess Qiqi felt guilty and did not dare to look at Wan Ling'er.

"Well, you bitch is just being hypocritical. You have to carry a little injury or something out." Wan Ling'er snorted coldly and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

"Ling'er, what are you doing?" Zhao Yuan asked quickly, fearing that Wan Ling'er would find any clues in the cave.

"Let me take a look."

"We'll go and see it later. First, introduce this devil's city to me." Zhao Yuan did not dare to stop Wan Ling'er in any obvious way, but just distracted Wan Ling'er's mind.

Sure enough, Wan Ling'er immediately forgot about the cave and began to tell vividly what had happened in the past few days.

When Zhao Yuan learned that Jiuyi died in the battle, he couldn't help but sigh. After hearing that all the armies of the human city were gathering in the Demon City, Zhao Yuan's blood boiled with regret. If he had not fallen into the cave, he would have died.

It would be a pity not to miss that epic battle.

Finally, Zhao Yuan's eyes fell on the black sword.

When Zhao Yuan's eyes fell on the black long sword, immediately, there seemed to be a force in his body that was being drawn, boiling and surging...
Chapter completed!