Lu Jiu appeared outside as if he had teleported. He looked solemnly at Song Shi, who was cursing.
"Your Heavenly Ghost Sect is too inhumane. I've worked so hard to help you kill your enemies. It's fine if you didn't help me when I encountered trouble just now, but you actually suppressed me in a godforsaken place and even took my things!"
Song Shi questioned at the top of his voice, "Is there any justice in this world? Do you have any humanity?"
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Ghost Butcher, Moving Mountain Daoist, and many Golden Core cultivators flew over. Without exception, their expressions were all of shock.
"Who exactly is this guy?"
"He looks like the Blood-Robed old ghost. Ye Wenzhong wouldn't be cursing like this."
"Maybe Ye Wenzhong is deliberately putting on an act to survive."
"The question is why he didn't leave. He couldn't have stayed on purpose, could he?"
