C421 Lord Yuxian

Outnumbered and in a deadlock, Chu Qing's thoughts raced as he sought an escape. Suddenly, a gunshot pierced the silence of the wilderness.

Chu Qing's skin prickled, yet he let out a sigh of relief—Xiaoyu had come. The scent of Oblivion was unmistakable. He watched as the figures before him scattered, a smirk spreading across his face.

At the sound of the shot