Chapter 704 - A bustling night (1/2)

A honeymoon trip?

That was precisely what they planned. If not for what happened tonight, they would be on their way to the Maldives for their honeymoon after they visiting Xiao Luo’s parents in his hometown. However, all their wonderful plans were now down the drain. To make matters worse, she did not even know if they would ever see each other again.

When she thought of that, Su Li could not help crying sadly.

“It is time to go!”

Su Li heard Ming’s icy voice came through the heavy rain.

Su Li’s body trembled as she heard Ming’s words. She held him and said, “Listen, Xiao Luo, don’t you dare die, you must recover!”

When she finished speaking, she wiped the tears off her face and returned to her usual demeanor.

Ming unsheathed his sword again and slashed at the sky vertically, creating a pitch-black crack that opened a passage into the void. He then reached out to pry open the crack further. It looked as if he was drawing curtains apart.

It shocked King Kong and the police officers who were watching from afar. How could he tear a passage into the void? What kind of magic was he using? It seemed like they were going to pass through that crack. Could it be that there was a dimension that could sustain human life on the other side of the crack?

“Holy Highness, please follow me.”

Curisa had sheathed his sword and led the way. He was very respectful as he wanted to lessen her hostility toward him and project a better impression of himself. He stepped into the pitch-black crack.

Su Li turned to take one last look at Xiao Luo and gazed at him affectionately. She closed her eyes as she could not bear to see him in the state that he was in. Then she turned to step into the other side of that crack.

“No!”

Xiao Luo broke down when he realized how deeply in love with Su Li he was. Taking her away would mean taking the world away from him. He stared at Ming with his blood-shot eyes, gritted his teeth, and uttered, “One day, I will come to the land of the Light Clan and take every single life of the Light Clan… all of you!”

He roared like a beast, and his killing intent heightened, raging like a tornado.

Ming looked at him calmly and replied, “I will be waiting.”

When he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the void crack.

“Urghh!”

Knowing he had lost Su Li, Xiao Luo vomited more blood and finally fainted.

“Oh, no… we are late!”

Suddenly, an elderly voice spoke out and sighed. Nobody could locate where that voice had come from. It seemed like it was coming from all corners of the park.

In the next second, a sprightly old man flew in from some dozen meters away. He clasped both his hands behind his back and the rain did not seem to touch him. There was an invisible force field that had shielded him from the rain as he moved gracefully toward Xiao Luo.

If Xiao Luo had been conscious, he would have recognized that that elderly man was the temple caretaker, Xiao Quanren. He was the one who prepared the holy water at the Seekong altar!

Xiao Quanren glanced at the severe wounds on Xiao Luo and frowned deeply. “My poor Xiao Luo,” he said. Then he stared at Ming intensely and growled, “King of Swords, you are also someone who has lived a few centuries. Why are you bullying a mere child? If you are so capable, come at me!”

Lived for a few centuries?

That man in the white robes had lived for a few centuries?