Zhang Yue and Lin Wan'er fled desperately from that dangerous place, not stopping to catch their breath until they could no longer hear any movement behind them. At this moment, they looked like a pair of little birds battered by a storm, utterly disheveled.
They found themselves in a tranquil valley, surrounded by green mountains that stood quietly like giant guardians. The mountains were covered in lush green trees, their dense branches intertwining to form a green ocean. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting patches of golden light that danced on the ground like sprites. A clear stream meandered through the valley, its water so transparent that colorful pebbles and happily swimming little fish could be seen at the bottom. As the stream struck the stones, it made a crisp sound, like a beautiful melody. By the bank of the stream, colorful wild flowers vied for beauty—red like fire, pink like rosy clouds, white like snow—exuding a continuous fragrance that attracted countless butterflies and bees to frolic among them.
"Good grief, I'm completely exhausted." Zhang Yue sat heavily on the ground, panting deeply. His complexion was as pale as paper, devoid of a trace of color, and his originally handsome face was now covered in dust and sweat, looking extremely disheveled. The wounds on his body were still faintly aching, and every breath tugged at them, making him furrow his brows. His clothes had been torn to shreds in the previous battle, hanging on him l…
Chapter 208