Aoko sighed and ignored the bald man's panicked reaction upon hearing a stranger call out her name.
"Who is he?" Yamamura walked over to Aoko's side and asked in a low, wary voice.
"Just some sinister villain." Aoko shook her head. "Ignore him for now, but if you run into him in the future, there's no need to show mercy. Just kill him."
Ignoring Patch's cursing, the three began exploring everything in the hall that could... Upon hearing Zhao Anzhi's words, Lu Xiangshan was slightly moved. He had not expected his son to have made so many enemies.
But Daoist Sanhuo did not stop. He continued following the pointer forward, leading us onward for more than three minutes until we reached an old-fashioned shelter on the barren mountain, where he finally stopped.
"Boss, you make so much money—give us some..." Wang Xiaogui stared blankly as Li Qingchen put away the bank passbook, secretly despising this boss beyond measure.
At that moment, the Blood Slave Gu was crushed by the strange fire. The Panlong Heavenly Emperor had no time to withdraw that thread of divine sense and was immediately dragged into it, suffering damage to his divine sense.
The sky suddenly fell into darkness, and an oppressive atmosphere began spreading through the dim hall. The moment Juewu Saint saw this, his expression changed drastically. He took a sharp breath, spread his feet, assumed a horse stance, and immediately summoned a heavy golden bell shield to protect his entire body.
Murong Zijing also arrived at this moment, followed by two people. One was her imperial uncle, Murong Jue, and the other was her personal guard, Yan Feng.
"Because my sister treated me very well! In the entire imperial city, only Father and I knew she wasn't a fool! She's kindhearted, not as