"Ka Cha ..."
The wooden boards on the ground were broken, and blue lotus Daoist priest's face was embedded in the broken wooden floor, bleeding from his seven orifices.
The pupils of Xiao yuenu and the man in the Golden Mask contracted slightly. The former held the silver bone fan tightly, while the latter held the handle of the knife.
The earth sect's disciples stood up and stared at the white-robed young master and his two companions with malicious eyes.
"I'm not dead,. 'm not dead ..."
The white-robed young man waved his hand and smiled, " it's just a punishment. My servant knows what he's doing. You can rest assured.
He was always smiling when he spoke, and there was a sense of arrogance in him.
This kind of person was either an empty-headed dandy or had enough confidence.
The white-robed man's gaze fell on Xiao yuenu, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He rubbed the Jade ring as he strolled over.
