"And what about you?"
Ji Yuan naturally believed what Dong Qian said, so he immediately perked up from his pretense.
"Don't worry about me, I have a way to escape!"
"Alright, senior sister, be careful."
Ji Yuan had no intention of helping Dong Qian; since she said to leave, then he would leave.
It's just a pity that plans couldn't keep up with changes, and he had to find another place to condense the sword embryo... As Ji Yuan thought this, he flashed to the front of the gray-robed cultivator.
"Ah—"
The gray-robed cultivator didn't expect that the demon cultivator, who he had seriously injured, could still have such a trick.
"I also want to survive."
Ji Yuan's message suddenly echoed in the gray-robed cultivator's mind.
While he was puzzled, Ji Yuan reached out and pressed down on the top of his head.
Having just executed a deadly move and not yet recovered, he couldn't dodge it at all.
