Five days ago, the monarch of the Flat River Dynasty sent an order to let this Demon Envoy attack the Monet Dynasty.
In the end, this Demon Envoy suddenly disappeared.
Why would he appear here now?
However, he thought of how this Demon Envoy had always acted according to his own will and was temperamental.
Previously, in the Demon Cult, he was mostly elusive.
Even the Branch Altar Master could not do anything to him and could only let it be.
The young man did not care too much about these questions.
He seemed to have heard the young man's shout.
In the sky, Mo Wentian lowered his head and looked over.
After seeing the commotion at the inn, he suppressed the demonic qi and his figure moved from the sky to land in front of the young man.
With a flick of his finger, a tall sword intent erupted from his body and steadily suppressed Xing Feng's sword intent.
