Xi Jiuye's heart was in turmoil, he let go of Hong Mingyue, yet Hong Mingyue clung onto his hand tightly.
"Brother Xi, what are you doing? They are enemies."
Watching Ye Lingyue and Di Shen fall into the abyss together, Hong Mingyue felt a refreshing joy.
Ye Lingyue, let's see if you survive this time.
Even if you look somewhat like the Female War God of the Northern Territory, so what? Xi Jiuye chose me anyway.
Having Di Shen accompany you in death is still too good for you.
Enemies?
Why would he save the enemies? He is still that War God Xi Jiuye who gallops across the battlefield.
Xi Jiuye felt a bit bewildered. He regretted it, and the moment he let go of her hand, he regretted it.
It seemed he felt that something inside him became lost all of a sudden.
As Di Shen and Ye Lingyue fell into the chasm below, they thought everything was over.
With a few leaps, he had already caught up to Ye Lingyue.
