Wu Xue sneered, then looked at Lu Ming and said,"Kid, you're lucky now. You're here to participate in the great battle of Shanghai, right? Very well, I hope you don't meet me in the great battle of demonic city. Otherwise, I'll make you die a miserable death!"
"Junior Sister, let's go!"
After leaving these words, the witch Blood and the woman with the snake wrapped around her arm left the place.
Lu Ming smiled faintly.
Good luck?
Who was the lucky one?
Lu Ming turned around and left the place.
In the next few days, nothing much happened. However, the number of foreign heaven's favorites in demonic city increased.
Many of these foreign heaven's favorites had grudges against each other, so it was inevitable that they would clash with each other. Hence, during this period of time, the Shanghai guards had increased their patrols.
As for Lu Ming, he still did not have a single clue about Qiu Yue, Wu Zifeng, and Yue Linglong. He was in a bad mood.
