Luo Qingtong didn't speak.
The bloody light in her pupils flickered ceaselessly, Pupil Skill operating at its limit.
She was calculating a way for Ping An to rush out of the encirclement with Ye Qianming.
But it was no use...
The strength of these people was too strong, and there were too many of them.
If it were just Luo Qingtong on her own, she might barely be able to break through the encirclement, but with Ye Qianming, she couldn't!
What's more, this man was their target.
Even if she managed to take him and break through, these people would come at them again, and they would still not be able to escape!
Luo Qingtong glanced at the injured Beiqing and Feng Yu, her brows tightly knitted together.
Did she really have to leave this man behind?
But why... When this thought crossed her mind, why did she suddenly feel a twinge of conscience?
