There was nothing in the house.
Ming Shu came out. The old man hadn't changed his position at all.
She looked down at the broken pail. There were still some red liquid in it.
It looked like blood.
However, it was not human blood and didn't look like animal blood, either.
The demon king…
Where is it?
And those demons just now… they didn't look like ordinary demons. They had a demonic aura around them, but it was too weak as compared to the numbers of demons present.
Buzz buzz buzz!
The Lianjing sword vibrated a few times.
Ming Shu couldn't understand what it was trying to say.
Different species don't understand each other.
The Lianjing sword broke away from Ming Shu's grip and pointed at the mountains in the North.
Ming Shu stared at the mountains for a while…
