Huanhuan felt that this was simply crazy.
"The gods summoned by such bloody and cruel methods can't be good gods. Aren't they afraid of reaping the consequences?!"
Little Brat agreed. "You're right. This sacrificial ritual can only summon gods that represent evil. You can call them evil gods."
"Is Xing Chen considered an evil god?"
As soon as Huanhuan finished speaking, she heard Little Brat quickly say, "Bah, bah, bah! Don't talk nonsense. What if you summon him out?!"
When she said Xing Chen's name, Sang Ye's gaze changed a little, but he still maintained his cold appearance as if he was not interested at all.
During this time, the pursuers had arrived.
Huanhuan was surrounded by guards.
She subconsciously approached Sang Ye, but then she remembered that he was unwilling to even acknowledge her identity, she immediately felt angry and dismissed the idea of asking him for help.
