"What about you?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"I'll be fine! I have the amulet you gave me last time, and besides, this is a five-star hotel, nothing will happen." Ning'er replied.
"Thank you, Ning'er!" Zhang Xiaohao hugged Ning'er and said.
He gently kissed her forehead, then quickly picked up the clothes from the floor and put them on.
"Ning'er, I'm leaving! Call me if anything happens, or you can call your grandfather." Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Okay." Ning'er nodded heavily.
At that moment, Zhang Xiaohao didn't delay any longer.
He opened the window and leaped out from the twelfth floor.
With a few flashes, he disappeared into the night.
On the other side.
Shangguan Baiyun watched as the disciples of the Shangguan Family kept falling, a terrifying killing intent erupted from within him.
