"This kid is really becoming more and more capable…"
After a moment of surprise, Wu Hai suddenly laughed loudly. His laughter could be said to be filled with various delight.
"Good, good, good! Good kid…"
Wu Hai repeatedly praised, causing Mo Yun's face to twitch slightly.
"What? You plan to hand Gong Ziliang over?" Mo Yun looked at Wu Hai and the others and asked calmly.
"Pfft… Mo Yun, you haven't even slept and you're already dreaming?"
When Wu Hai heard Mo Yun's words, he could not help but sneer, causing Mo Yun's expression to immediately become a little ugly.
"You mean to start a war?"
Mo Yun looked at Wu Hai and snorted coldly. Then, with a wave of his hand, rows of Demon Cult disciples suddenly walked out from behind him!
These Demon Cult disciples were covered in black rocks!
When he saw these rocks, a shocked expression finally appeared on Wu Hai's face.
