After a while, the old ancestor slowly walked over with a walking stick.
"Ancestor!"
"Ancestor!"
When everyone saw the old ancestor, they all greeted him respectfully.
"What are you all gathered here for?"
Glancing at these people, the old ancestor slowly asked.
After all, these people already had their own will, so they were no longer puppets.
"Hahaha, ancestor, we just watched a good show!"
"Yes, Ancestor, you don't know, but just now, Senior Black Crow rushed in."
"Ancestor, at this moment, the pretty boy that the sect master brought back has probably been swallowed by Senior Black Crow!"
These people rushed to narrate what had happened to their ancestor.
"The black crow rushed into the human's courtyard?"
No wonder he couldn't sense the Black Crow's aura.
It turned out that the black crow was not dead.
"Although I don't know if the sect master will be sad, that pretty boy isn't worthy of the sect master at all. He might as well die."
