Bang, bang!
Bang, bang!
Amid the scarlet radiance, everyone seemed able to hear the sound of their own heartbeat.
Du Rushe was drenched in cold sweat as he watched several of his men collapse outright, turning into dried corpses.
It was as if... some invisible monster had sucked away every last scrap of vitality from them!
Not good. This thing probably isn't a cultivator, but... a demon!
Du Rushe's teeth chattered as he gripped his fan tightly, his knuckles turning white.
He knew perfectly well that with this inferior magical artifact of his, he could handle ordinary people, but using it against a demon would be pure wishful thinking!
"Heehee... You may do whatever you like with this woman, but my master said that the things on her person must be treated as payment for sheltering her all these days!"
A soft, seductive voice rang out.
Lü Luo's expression grew extremely complicated. She recognized that it was Qin Weiyin's voice!
"Miss Qin, where is Young Master Fang? Save me, save me!"
She had no time to care about their former grievances and hurriedly cried out for help.
Unfortunately, that voice never appeared again.
Lü Luo suddenly felt her chest grow lighter, as though something had gone missing, and the red radiance around them vanished as well.
"Gone?"
Du Rushe wiped away his cold sweat and glared at Lü Luo. "You woman, the moment you got out, you started flirting with this one and that one..."
Though he cursed and grumbled, Lü Luo really did seem to have connections with a Great Cultivator.
Even if that person did not seem to care much, Du Rushe no longer dared use any methods against Lü Luo. He could only wave his hand broadly. "Bind her and bring her back to the hall first.