A short but rather handsome Sword Cultivator was currently being held by the throat by Jiang Zhi.
Chu Huai Xu watched from the side and instantly understood why the first person to be restrained was this Sword Cultivator.
"Of these six, there are four men and two women. He's the best-looking among the men." He muttered inwardly.
He could already imagine it. During this Dao Sect Peerless killer's descent from the mountain to eliminate demons, the most handsome among the Evil Cultivators would probably be the first to suffer.
Chu Huai Xu was almost coming to terms with it.
"The more this little old man hated me before, the more it represented his recognition of my peerless looks." He had thought this way for a long time.
With that mindset, whenever Jiang Zhi behaved obnoxiously, he would let it go in one ear and out the other, automatically filtering it all into: Handsome, handsome, handsome. You're so handsome!
At this moment, Chu Yinyin was pulling on Chu Huai Xu's arm. She also turned back to glance at the battle, then frowned. "No, we have to get even farther away!"
"There are too many strong people!"
"This one being held by Junior Uncle seems to be in the Eighth Realm too!" she said.
Because of her low cultivation, this old girl could not see through these people's depths before they made a move.
But her eyesight was still formidable. Once they started fighting, she could tell at a glance.
Chu Huai Xu could only feel that it was utterly absurd.
A dignified Eighth Realm Sword Cultivator was absolutely a top-level expert even in the Sword Sect, yet in this six-against-one situation, he had been firmly seized by the throat by Jiang Zhi in a single exchange?
"What exactly did I miss