"Fellow Daoist, your luck is truly not bad. Very well, I'll trade with you this once."
Luo Yunshu finally agreed.
"Young brat!"
Xiao Mingyi shot him a murderous glare. "You told this old man you would not take part in the struggle for the inheritance!"
"Yes, Senior."
Luo Yunshu smiled. "This junior merely wishes to save Fellow Daoist Chen. I absolutely will not fight over anything."
As he spoke, he suddenly swept his sleeve.
Although the Youxiong Clan army had stopped attacking, they had surrounded Bochang Mountain and Jinghun Peak so tightly that not even water could pass through. Li Xu himself was one thing, but his brothers were on tenterhooks every moment of every day. That was no life for a human being. Therefore, he wanted to draw the opposing army away.
Without another word, he unleashed the Gourd World's most powerful Cosmic Vortex, intending to grind every one of them to death.
"Hehe! Thank you for your concern, sir. This little injury is nothing! Grit my teeth, and it'll pass." Cheng Yao grinned foolishly.
As he spoke, he hurriedly descended from the clouds and landed on the ground, wanting to protect Sha Kuanglan. Yet the moment he touched down, Sha Kuanglan raised the Demon Subduing Treasure Staff again and rushed forward, battling him in a tangled melee.
Wang Laoshi noticed nothing of the undercurrents between his two companions, though he vaguely sensed that neither of them was of one heart with him.
I looked at that gambler with some disgust. He had actually gambled away his wife and son. He deserved to die, but his son did not.
"Young Master, would you like a drink of water? Your waterskin is with me!" Zhou Cang said as he offered Huang Yan a waterskin with both hands.
"Brothers, kill!" This