Wang Xishun chased after him and found Meng Yue desperately running on a country road. He immediately followed suit, chasing her with all his might.,He waited for a while and seeing nothing amiss, his patience gone, he started to fidget nervously with his hair.,At this time, Meng Yao opened her eyes. Her eyes had regained their sparkle, but what lay within them was not the usual warmth, but rather a chilling clarity, a cold composure, and a thirst for blood.。