Everyone was watching Su Han, waiting for him to speak.
There was still dark green blood on their clothes, the blood of the extraterrestrial demons.
It should have been dissipated with cultivation base, but they had not done so.
The blood had already dried up, losing its bloody odor, preserving over who knows how long.
They wanted to use this to remember their hatred towards the extraterrestrial demons!
Xiao Yuhui, Xiao Yuran, Yun Qianqian, and Nangong Yu sat on either side of Su Han.
Su Qing and Su Yao, after being baptized by such a long period of battle, had transformed from their somewhat immature faces to show a hint of maturity.
Actually, it could also be said to be fatigue.
Su Qing had never brought up Du Xi's matter with Su Han again.
He knew that mentioning it was useless, for Su Han even with all his heart, had no power, could not possibly pass through so many extraterrestrial demons to enter the Divine Dream Sect.
