"Taking advantage of the time after the competition between the two Alliance Masters when their stamina is exhausted, he's really vicious!"
It was rare for Elder Yun to be so serious. He gritted his teeth and cursed!
What important day was it today? If Mo Weiyuan were to die here, what kind of bloodbath would it cause?
Mo Weiyuan came back to his senses. His expression was ugly, but he thanked Su Cha first. "Alliance Master Su, thank you for saving me."
Su Cha retracted her hand and said calmly, "You're welcome. I expected it."
She had guessed that someone would take action, but she did not expect that the target would be Mo Weiyuan.
The others examined Ming He's corpse and came forward to report, "Alliance Master, there was poison in his mouth. He bit it and committed suicide, but there was also poison on the silver needle."
