Under the Golden Lion's relentless pursuit, Ye Moyun was forced to pick up his pace.
He tore forward at a maddening pace.
He launched himself into a powerful leap.
Their figures appeared together in the sky above the Desolate Star.
"Sorry, Princess Yu Lan!"
In the next instant,
Yu Lan felt the large hand that had been clamped firmly around her waist suddenly release her.
Ye Moyun shot off on his own, vanishing without a trace.
Leaving Yu Lan to plummet toward the ground at an incredible speed.
If Huo Zhanting didn't spot her in time and catch her before she hit the ground, she would truly be finished.
Yu Lan opened her mouth to shout a warning to Huo Zhanting.
But the moment she did, her mouth filled with the roar of the wind.
The rapid descent made every muscle in her body seize up.
The air was viciously squeezed from her lungs, as if it had vanished in an instant.
'So this is what it's like. You really can't scream at a time like this.'
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