"Is that so? I believe my disciple is lucky. He will be fine," the little old man said very confidently. Hmph! The girl was already here, so how could Zheng En be in trouble? In fact, he didn't know why he believed in Leng Ruoxue's ability so much. Perhaps she had that kind of charm!
"Are you sure? What if I tell you that Zheng En is about to die?" Lan Ning'er raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled mysteriously.
"Then as long as I go out, I'll get all of you to die with him," the little old man said domineeringly with his aura released!
"Ah!" Lan Ning'er couldn't bear the little old man's might. A mouthful of blood surged up her throat and flowed out the corner of her mouth.
