"Who are you? Do you believe that this king will tear you apart?"
Di Chenxiao shouted angrily.
The white smoke grew thicker and thicker, and he could even hear a woman crying.
There was a smile in the bitterness, and it was hard to tell whether he was crying or laughing.
Di Chenxiao's eyes turned cold as he walked towards the red figure.
Li Zeyan and Mo Ruyue also followed.
The red figure seemed to be retreating. They could not keep up with the red figure's pace at all.
After chasing for a long time, Mo Ruyue wasn't as scared anymore.
Now that they had turned the tables, they should be afraid of that red figure.
"Di Chenxiao, stop chasing."
Mo Ruyue shouted. She couldn't chase after them anymore, and she was also afraid that the other party would set up a trap for them.
Di Chenxiao heard Mo Ruyue's voice and stopped in his tracks. He turned around and said,""You can call me Shen."
