"It's the aura of my beautiful master!"
Zhou Chen squatted down, pinched a bit of the dark red clay on the ground, and brought it to his nose for a sniff. It was the scent of Huangfu Yueyao's blood.
Zhou Chen became even more cautious. If Huangfu Yueyao got injured here, one hit could mean death for him.
All around, the ground was riddled with holes and trenches, clearly signs of a terrifying battle, as though the earth had been plowed over.
"Young master, stay away from me later on!"
Hongxiu stood protectively in front of Zhou Chen, her voluptuous figure likened to a ripe peach, caring and concerned.
"I know, don't worry!"
Zhou Chen smiled, embraced Hongxiu, and lightly kissed her smooth and enchanting forehead, casually giving her a playful squeeze.
"Eek!"
Hongxiu rolled her eyes at Zhou Chen, escaped his grasp, and moved ahead to scout the path based on Zhou Chen's directions.
"So fragrant!"
