"Ahwoo—" Little Xuanzi shook his head, indicating he would not leave.
"You need to go, otherwise he will kill you... you can't get hurt... understand..."
Little Xuanzi's glassy eyes flickered slightly, showing both pain and determination.
"Ahwoo—" It suddenly howled to the sky, the golden flame mark on its forehead faintly sparkling.
From a distance, Cang Qing saw this, and a dark shade crossed his eyes.
That was the symbol of the Fox King, the golden flames!
It was a symbol he both envied and was jealous of!
Suddenly, Little Xuanzi spewed a burst of golden flames in his direction.
"Hmph, with that little strength, you're delusional to think you can hurt me!" Cang Qing flicked his sleeve nonchalantly, scattering the flames.
"Cough cough..." Mo Xue coughed weakly twice, her voice feeble, "It's useless, you can't beat him... You need to go... The farther you escape, the better..."
