"Zhao-ge!" Li Zheng yelled.
Liu Sumeng was there to catch him when Sect Leader Zhao swayed. Li Zheng quickly rushed to his Shixiong's side and held him up.
But his face was ghastly and when he coughed more blood stained his lips. Hui Moxiang and Zhao Weiwei joined them as well. The young girl pulled at her uncle's robes, desperately trying to say words that could not leave her lips.
"Ah…tired…" Zhao Fanyu complained.
"He can't go on like this," Hui Moxiang pointed out, "he needs rest."
Li Zheng stuck an arm protectively between his Shixiong and the Hui demon, "You don't need to tell me that."
But just as they were talking, growls echoed from the floor below. The howl of a familiar undead voice caught Yuan Xuelan's attention. It was Cao Hong's screeching roar. His face instantly twisted into one of annoyance, "That fucker is still here!"
