Swoosh! Swoosh!
Xue Yang looked around curiously. Sensing the atmosphere of his surroundings, his heart sank. It felt like he had unintentionally stepped into an unfamiliar place.
Footsteps suddenly sounded, making Xue Yang nervous.
"Who's there?!"
Xue Yang looked into the distance and vaguely saw two figures approaching him.
He raised his sword with his right hand and pointed it forward.
"Who are you? What are you doing in my territory?"
When Mei Changge walked out, he sized up the faint red barrier on Xue Yang and asked.
"Your territory?"
"Is this where the Buddha lives?"
Xue Yang's eyes were filled with vigilance as he spoke again.
"So what if it is? So what if it's not?"
"If I'm not wrong, you're not a martial artist, right?"
Mei Changge stretched out his left hand and tapped gently with his finger.
A golden light the size of a grain of rice instantly left his hand.
