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Sally spotted them from a distance and said to Xiaomei, "Trouble is piling up."
"Host need not fear, Xiaomei will protect you."
"I am not scared, just finding it bothersome. Are these all cultivators from the Human Clan?"
"Yes."
Sally looked in Zhu Sanlang's direction; he seemed in a rush to come this way, showing no desire to continue fighting.
"That's why one should never owe favors—it's simply torturous." Sally watched Zhu Sanlang fight with hands and feet tied, so to speak, and sighed.
"Burn them, Xiaomei!" Seeing that the cultivators were drawing closer, Sally knew there could be no more delays.
Xiaomei had also taken a dislike to these people long ago. "Alright!"
Zhao Yuan was entangling Zhu Sanlang, preventing him from getting closer to the mountain top, "Liuzhu must have turned the clouds and rain with you quite a few times, huh?"
"Nonsense." Zhu Sanlang's expression darkened, and flames blazed all over his body.
