C65 Wait for Me

The shadow of the mountain continued to condense. Jifang lifted the mountain with one hand and threw it out. The corner of Mo Ziyun's mouth twitched a little. Ignoring the objections of Jiu and Huizi, he kept the two into the space. A gust of wind blew away the hairband that he had casually tied around his head. The sharp sword qi continued to approach, leaving bloody marks on his body and face