The gray-robed old man did not dare to act rashly, at least not before figuring out Ling Yun's strength.
Ling Yun wore a wicked smile, his gaze sweeping over the few of them without saying anything.
"Daddy, who are they?"
"Needless to say, they must be bad guys." Beibei's eyes rolled around.
Yet Ling Yun's silence made the cyan-robed man and the others even more nervous.
Miaoxin said, "You... you seem to be the Rogue Cultivator Jun Yue!"
Just moments ago he had felt the cyan-robed man looked somewhat familiar, only that Jun Yue had gone missing many tens of thousands of years ago.
"Ahem, right, it's me." The cyan-robed man looked somewhat awkward.
Who would have thought that the historically renowned Jun Yue would be in such a lousy place.
Miaoxin said in surprise, "You, you, you... how could you be here?"
"I, I, I... can I not say?" The gray-robed man started trembling a bit as he spoke, truly because the pressure Ling Yun gave him was far too great.
"Then what do you want?"
This group had arrived aggressively and now waited to see how things developed, instantly making Miaoxin curious.
What to do!
The cyan-robed man grew secretly anxious; that lord wanted fresh blood and raw meat, and the people opposite them were the target, yet the King of Hell was actually here.
"What do we want? That lord has spoken, you must all die."
The gray-robed old man stared coldly at Ling Yun and Miaoxin!!
In his eyes, these two should not be feared, because there were also two children.
Beibei glared and said, "As expected, bad guys, rotten to the core."
Ling Yun's smile remained unchanged, only his gaze had unconsciously darkened.
The cyan-robed man was slowly retreating; he had turned coward!
The person