"Huangfu qingjue, do you dare to fight this old man?" At this moment, a thunderous shout was heard. Ling Gusong walked over with Palace Master Han Yue and the others.
Ling Chuxi calmly put the last piece of roasted mushroom in her hand into her mouth before standing up. With Qing Jue by her side, Ling Chuxi's mood was unusually calm.
"Ling Gusong, I didn't expect you to come here to die." Huangfu qingjue also had a calm expression as he stood up and spoke indifferently.
"Hmph, you were lucky to escape last time, but you won't be so lucky this time." Ling Gusong said with a cold snort. Ling Gusong's face turned red at the thought of being scared by Ling Yichen, who had just comprehended the essence of herbalism and did not know how to use it. To say that he busi was afraid of death, he was actually not much better.
"Is that so?" Huangfu qingjue said indifferently as he walked towards Ling Gusong.
