C42 (1/2)

Wu Chuan had just landed on the ground for a short while when he saw a figure leap lightly down. Upon closer inspection, he realized that it was Wei Yi.

However, the thing that shocked Wu Chuan the most was that he was trapped, yet was able to escape. The most important thing was that his body didn't have the slightest crease.

”What are you still standing there for?” A single sentence floated past her ear.

”You …” Wu Chuan didn't even have time to say a word before he was dragged away by Wei Yi.

However, before they could even run three steps, they heard a hubbub in the streets. The people around them all dispersed, fearing that disaster would befall them.

Wangchuan was dragged away by Wei Yi. His hands were ice-cold from the tips of his fingers to the palms of his hands. Although he didn't know what had happened upstairs, it was certain that he had spent a lot of effort to escape.

Now that he was surrounded layer after layer, Forgetfulness looked at Wei Yi and asked, ”Thousand years old, who are they?”

Wei Yi shook his head. ”I don't know. However, it's clear that this person knows all the actions of our Commander.”

With a single sentence, Forgetfulness moved. Naturally, there was a small fry within the manor, but it was someone that even Wei Yi could not detect.

However, Wu Chuan had a feeling that the people in front of him were not the same as the first group of people. However, Wu Chuan had a feeling that the people in front of him were not the same as the first group of people.

”Thousand years, you go first, I'll delay them.” As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand in preparation to push Wei Yi away.

Wei Yi instead gripped Forgetfulness tightly. ”We don't need you to protect our Regional Commander. Stay by our side and let's go together.”

Saying that, he wrapped his arms around Wu Chuan's waist, tapped the ground lightly, and used his Qing Gong to sweep across the group of people.