Dugu Yun, whose eyes were filled with an intent to kill, looked at Lin Bai and then glanced at Bai Xiaoxiao and Jian Ruohan, chuckled lightly, "What? Bai Xiaoxiao, Jian Ruohan, by the looks of it, do you two wish to eliminate me today to keep this secret for Lin Bai?"
Bai Xiaoxiao, with the Ghost Divine Seal flickering above her head, showed a cold expression on her face: "It's a situation of no choice, I hope Senior Dugu Yun will understand."
Jian Ruohan didn't say a word, just coldly stared at Dugu Yun, his Sharp Sword in hand gleaming continuously with a cold light.
Dugu Yun spoke softly, "Every time the Demonic Martial Soul appears, it only brings a storm of Blood Rain, Lin Bai, during your journey here, have you ever counted how many people you've killed?"
Lin Bai responded indifferently, "The people I killed deserved to die!"
"At least until now, I haven't recklessly killed the innocent!"
