The black-clad men quickly got up from the ground, the coldness in their eyes more intense than before.
The two of them cracked their necks, and Baili Xia could clearly hear the crunching sound.
They exchanged a glance and suddenly moved.
One of them charged towards Wu Ming, while the other went directly for Baili Xia who stood at a distance.
Baili Xia instantly understood their plan; capturing her would force Wu Ming to submit.
Without a moment of hesitation, she immediately ran up the hillside.
Wu Ming felt a tightness in his chest and swiftly chased after Baili Xia.
After only taking two steps, the figure of the black-clad man blocked his path.
Wu Ming growled low, "Get out of the way."
The black-clad man only looked at him, holding a dagger in front of him defensively, with no intention of fighting him immediately.
Wu Ming's eyes darkened, and he shot towards him at lightning speed.
This time, even faster than before.
