So, unless the White Ghost had lied to her…
"Are you sure the beast you killed is the Five Poisons Demonic Beast?"
Mo Beiyuan believed Yun Ran unconditionally, but he could not completely believe this demonic cultivator, White Ghost, who had lost his memory for 20 years and had been in the Fallen Demon Forest.
White Ghost raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly. "You don't believe me."
Mo Beiyuan's eyes were cold as he said calmly, "I want evidence to prove that you killed the Five Poison Demonic Beast."
The corners of White Ghost's mouth tightened, and a slightly irritable viciousness flashed in his eyes. "Why do you think I became a demonic cultivator in the Fallen Demon Forest?"
As he spoke, he pulled open his sleeve, revealing his arm that was wrapped in a white cloth. He pulled open the white cloth wrapped around his arm and raised it.
