Yi Jiuhe soon conveyed how he had come to Mount Xian for business and started being targeted by the two criminals. Although he told them he could give them even more money, the two just took his cash and killed him.
"Okay, you're a nice guy, and you helped me out last time, so I'll help you too this time." Ye Mo threw out two fireballs, and the two people outside were immediately turned to ashes.
Yi Jiuhe looked at Ye Mo's power in a daze, while his ghostly form started to dissipate. If he hadn't known the qianbei in front of him and this qianbei threw a fireball like that at him, his soul would have been turned to nothing in an instant.
Ye Mo sighed. He wondered what could have happened to that protection artefact Ye Jiuhe had had. If he had worn it, he might not have died.
