"Haha."
Luo Qingtong chuckled lightly.
The next second, the blood-red glint in her eyes flickered.
In just a flash, she had swept past a group of Holy Institute newcomers who had come to intercept her.
A great number of opponents was of no use to Luo Qingtong at all!
In fact, they even became an aid to her escape!
"Ah! Senior brother!"
Those Holy Institute newcomers who had charged towards Luo Qingtong the fastest initially lost sight of her in the blink of an eye and instead found themselves staring blankly at Yuwen Mo, who was rushing towards Luo Qingtong from behind!
"Senior brother, quickly dodge!" they shouted anxiously.
These Holy Institute newcomers didn't understand what was happening.
They had clearly surrounded the girl; how had she broken through their encirclement all of a sudden?
And why were their attacks now hitting their senior brother instead?
Seeing their attacks coming his way, Yuwen Mo's expression turned stern; his figure swiftly changed direction in mid-air, quickly evading the attacks!
However, this evasion inevitably slowed him down.
"Swoosh!"
In that brief moment of dodging, Luo Qingtong had already appeared hundreds of meters away from them.
The girl's figure was ethereal as a celestial, her waist supple, swaying like a slender willow in the wind, perched atop the tip of a young branch.
Luo Qingtong looked back at them, her smile curling up at the corners of her mouth, and through the veil, her eyes and brows appeared as beautiful as a painting, almost conveying an overwhelming beauty.
"Geniuses of the Holy Institute? That's all there is to it."
She laughed softly.
As she spoke, she suddenly let go of the slender branch she had been holding.
The next second, along with the rebound of the branch, Luo Qingtong's figure soared up like a bluebird or phoenix, leaping over distant mountains and quickly darting towards the far-off lands.
Yuwen Mo and the others scrambled to pursue her but could never catch up to her figure.
In their sight, only the frail and graceful form of the girl remained, vanishing completely before their eyes like an otherworldly fairy!
Yuwen Mo's gaze was fixed on Luo Qingtong's disappearing figure, his eyes deep with thought.
In his mind, he kept replaying the girl's captivating smile as she looked back.
Unrestrained, carefree, artistic!
The dazzling elegance within it overshadowed the scenery of this distant expanse!
Even her disparaging and mocking words didn't seem so infuriating when one listened to them!
This was the first time Yuwen Mo had ever felt his heart stir!
Who was this girl?
As Yuwen Mo was emotionally stirred, Luo Qingtong's figure had already skimmed over the treetops and plunged into the depths of the mountains in an instant.
After finding a secluded and safe spot, she changed her disguise and headed straight out of the mountain range.
On the way, she passed by Yuwen Mo and the rest from afar.
After their fruitless encounter with Luo Qingtong and failing to obtain the antidote, they didn't dare linger in the mountains and hurriedly left with that woman named Huang Shang.
Luo Qingtong figured they would soon be returning to the Holy Institute.
After all, the poison on Huang Shang's face was not something that could be easily cured!
Even if they did return to the Holy Institute, it likely wouldn't be so simple to resolve!
Without paying them any further attention, Luo Qingtong avoided an encounter with Yuwen Mo and went straight for the Black Domain Suburb.
As she was about to enter into that vast Dark City, Luo Qingtong's footsteps suddenly halted.
She remembered the man whom she had treated halfway before leaving in the Bath Palace.
He shouldn't be in any trouble, right? Luo Qingtong somewhat guiltily thought.
Speaking of which, every time he encountered her, it seemed to bring him bad luck.
Heaven knew she really didn't do it on purpose!
Luo Qingtong thought, feeling a bit toothache.
At this moment, she overheard the surrounding chatter.
"Hey! Have you heard? There's trouble at the Evil Doctor's residence!"