Baili An's face was extremely pale, he stared blankly at the small sword in his hand, feeling that the sword was quite sinister.
The man in the black robe, such a powerful demon cultivator, actually died so easily on this small sword.
But... isn't this sword his weapon?
"Little An..."
"Little An..."
"Little An... Little An... Little An!!!"
A series of urgent calls pulled Baili An's chaotic thoughts back.
He suddenly came to his senses and looked at Yin Baishuang beside him.
She smiled at him, her clear eyes containing a touch of admiration that he hadn't noticed before, and she said, "You're really amazing, killed this demon of the Demon Sect, we're saved."
Baili An was taken aback, yes, the demon from the Demon Sect named Qi Ren was already dead, they had been rescued.
The belated realization of surviving a disaster finally began to surge, he smiled slightly at her, "We're okay, Little Shuang."
