'Zuo Lengchan!'
'Could it really be Zuo Lengchan!'
Hall Master Sun's soul hadn't yet settled, had he not withdrawn his palm in time, he would have certainly suffered a huge loss!
'Back then in Zhangde Prefecture, Zuo Lengchan wanted to harm me with his cold energy, fortunately, I retreated in time.'
'And now, haven't I just walked in front of the gates of hell again?'
'Ouyang, if it weren't for your death, I wouldn't have been so cautious around this person, you have saved my life once more.'
Hall Master Sun Zhongqing rushed towards the center of Xiaoyao Ferry, sighing in his heart.
He reminisced about the goodness of Ouyang Hesong, and the exhilaration of fighting alongside him.
But he began to harbor doubts...
'Is it really Zuo Lengchan?'
'Songshan Sword Skill, cold energy...'
'Was it the Bone Shrinking Skill, or has Zuo Lengchan lost weight?'
Thinking of the purpose of his journey to Xiaoyao Ferry, Sun Zhongqing's eyes suddenly became resolute.
