The corpse floated down, descending at an incredibly slow pace.
It was like a flower petal.
Countless petals began to drift around, covering the top of the corpse, revolving around her.
As everyone gazed at the corpse, at that moment, a figure suddenly leapt into the air from the side, catching the body of the Myriad Flowers Fairy.
"Who?" Zhang Bei bellowed.
Xu Zimei looked up, and the figure that had sprung into the air turned out to be the Sword God Xie Changliu.
Xie Changliu raised his head to glance at the four individuals, then returned his gaze to the Myriad Flowers Fairy in his arms.
His eyes held an indescribable emotion.
"What is your relationship with the Myriad Flowers Fairy?" The Holy Demon Giant dissipated, and the Divine Souls of Xuan Xie and the Myriad Buddha Monk returned to their bodies.
Only to hear Xuan Xie asking.
"She is not the Myriad Flowers Fairy," Xie Changliu said calmly.
