Seeing the True Qi in his meridians running out, Zhang Xiaohua quickly made a hand gesture to retrieve the Binding Dragon Ring. His own True Qi was already exhausted, and even his Divine Sense was somewhat lacking. If Xi Mujun had any unpredictable methods to take his treasure, he would be tearful by then.
Today's plan, is there anything else to say?
Zhang Xiaohua didn't care about the secrets of the Path of Immortality, nor did he care about killing Xi Mujun on the spot. He was about to make a hand gesture to escape underground, but he couldn't get his True Qi out as the gesture had not been completed. Seeing Xi Mujun's murderous intent in his eyes, he waved the Purple Phoenix hairpin in his hand towards Zhang Xiaohua. "Good boy!" Zhang Xiaohua exclaimed softly, spread his legs, and activated his Misty Step, rushing towards the dense trees ahead!
