In Tai Chi City, there was a raging gale that was a foreboding of the coming storm.
Ning Fan indifferently scanned countless devil cultivators of the Mist Horn Clan with his spirit sense. His expression only turned slightly calm after checking a guest house somewhere in the devil city.
Ming Que followed Ning Fan's order obediently and stayed inside the house without taking a step out the door. Since the day when Ning Fan left, she had been gnawing on pills like they were jelly beans and she had not encountered any danger or trouble during this period of time.
Therefore, Ning Fan could now unreservedly settle an old grudge with the Mist Horn Clan without concern.
"I'm never fond of nonsense. Xi Mo, get out here and pay with your life."
