"Pipa!"
The ape clone squeezed the black-robed old man's head with all five fingers, and the hard skull burst under the ape clone's kneading. His liver and brain were scattered on the ground!
Plop!
The black-robed old man's headless corpse fell limply to the ground.
He would never have thought that he, a dignified immortal cultivator, an immortal-like figure in the eyes of ordinary people, would die silently in the wilderness.
I've taken care of Wufu. su Jie heaved a sigh of relief. A hint of fear could be seen in his eyes.
The black-robed old man was called mo Cong. He clearly had a good relationship with the Lin family and was a guest elder.
The black-robed old man had witnessed the ape clone's massacre in the Lin mansion.
