One step, two steps…
The disciples slowly walked towards the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground. It didn't take long before he was standing behind him.
"Senior brother Wang, senior brother Wang. What's wrong?" the disciple shouted carefully, gripping his sword as tight as he could just in case anything went wrong.
However, the middle-aged man ignored him completely. He just kept his head low and murmured softly.
The disciple was a little freaked out to see that.
Although there were no ghosts in this world, but the middle-aged man was acting so strangely that the disciple couldn't help but make connections between the two.
"Senior brother Wang, I'm Lu Xiaochuan…" the disciple took another step forward and introduced himself as he cautiously put a hand on the man's shoulder.
However, as soon as he did that, he heard the sound of bones cracking.
Crack!
After that, the middle-aged man collapsed to the ground.
