Xu Bai took a step back, his eyes filled with wariness.
The white-clothed man didn't seem to notice Xu Bai's vigilance. He walked around the graveyard and sighed."Sigh, there's no corpse. Brother, the way you kill people is really too destructive."
The pursuit of killing people was unparalleled external destructive power. It would be strange if a corpse could be left behind after killing people.
"I'll leave some for you next time," Xu Bai said."
"Next time?" When the white-robed man heard this, he hurriedly waved his hand, causing the bell to ring."You can't do that. I won't take the initiative to ask you to help me get the body."
"Oh?" "It's already in this world, but you can still stick to your heart?" Xu Bai asked with interest."
Although the man in white gave off an extremely dangerous feeling, he hadn't had any conflict with Xu Bai so far, and he seemed to only accept corpses.
