Hou Yuxiao did not sit and wait for death; the moment he heard the ghostly voice, he immediately grabbed Hou Yujie beside him and rushed toward the dilapidated temple.
It was not walking into a trap; the key point was that Hou Yuduan was still inside that temple…
"Quickly bring Old Fifth out, I'll hold her off!"
Hou Yuxiao stepped on the temple eave and with a forceful push, he shoved Hou Yujie towards the second floor. Then, bowing his head, he picked up a long stick from his feet and turned to face the female ghost directly.
However, as he turned his head and saw Sikong Yue's face, a flash of discomfort immediately crossed his eyes.
He now felt a shadow over that face, his heart trembling at the sight.
"I am Hou Yuxiao of Zhaoyang, I do not know which great immortal you are. If you have any requests, feel free to mention them. If it is within my power, I surely will not refuse. I only ask that you spare my brother's life!"
