The Five Poisons Cult had dozens of heads hanging outside the east city gate of Lu Ting, frozen into lumps of ice.
Yang Ge said nothing, so the embroidered-robed guards of the right division did not dare to retrieve them.
Since the embroidered-robed guards didn't retrieve them, surprisingly, no one else came to claim them either.
Dozens of heads swung like dozens of balloons, swaying with the north wind and banging loudly...
Invisibly, it was as though a bullet was spinning and flying at high speed.
Although no one knew where this bullet would ultimately be directed or at whom it would be aimed,
everyone was certain that once the bullet reached its destination... someone would surely die!
The north wind carried an invisible, powerful killing aura massively southward, making countless people shiver.
This winter got even colder!
Many people were thinking about Yang Ge...
