The northern wind carried flying sand across the broken wall. Zixia leaned on the hilt of her sword and gazed into the distance, seeing Zhao Yun squatting by the ruins to bandage an injured demon soldier. The sand and dust on his silver armor were baking in the sunlight.
"The Phoenix Lord couldn't wait to come looking for you the moment he woke up, but where is he now?" She suddenly turned her head to look at Wang Zhaojun, seeing the other woman bowing her head to wipe her Jade Flute.
Wang Zhaojun's fingertips paused. Li Bai had left Zhao Yun and the Phoenix Feather Guard with her, yet his own whereabouts were unknown.
Chapter 142