Ghost Douluo, Guimei, was also a Level 95 Super Douluo, just like Chrysanthemum Pass.
But right now, Ghost Douluo was fucking depressed. If it came down to speed, Guimei was definitely faster. As one of the continent's only two Agility Attack System Titled Douluo, his speed was damn solid.
But he didn't know whether that brat was blind or simply hadn't seen Guimei at all, because he had chosen Chrysanthemum Pass instead.
He had even given away an immortal herb with the same Martial Soul as Chrysanthemum Pass.
Guimei wanted an immortal herb too.
That was a fucking immortal herb.
Maybe it was because he was darker-skinned.
"Boom, boom, boom! The explosions sounded from behind them." The blasts directly lifted Xie Yue and San Huo into the air.
Guimei turned around and saw nothing at all, only dust filling the sky.
Actually, Yun Xiao Feng had done it on purpose. He wanted Little Fox to keep thinking about him. Maybe then, she would willingly become his Thirteenth Concubine someday.
"Ha! Anyone who dares rob me, San Huo, deserves to die!" San Huo burst out laughing.
"Do you have any conscience at all? He saved our lives, yet this is how you act. No wonder my Younger Sister doesn't like you. If I were her, I fucking wouldn't like you either." After speaking, Xie Yue shot San Huo a look of contempt.
San Huo was utterly dumbfounded by Xie Yue's reaction.
Xie Yue was his good brother, after all—the man he had always treated like his future brother-in-law.
"Xie Yue, you've gone too far. We're brothers. Why are you taking an outsider's side?" San Huo was furious.
"Who the fuck is brothers with you? You're nothing but a pig teammate. I seriously don't even want to talk to you anymore. If