Inheritance with Shit Mixed In

Here, he experienced for the first time what it felt like to see human lives treated as grass.

By all rights, even the Netherworld Ghost Domain in the Yanluo Hall's techniques probably could not compare to this place!

He was only at the rear and did not dare venture too deeply. He knew Chang Geng's side was likewise waiting to hunt them down.

Shi Xiu had nearly made a move several times, but he stopped her each time.

He had seen plenty of brave people, but he had never seen anyone so eager to throw their life away.

Hadn't she noticed that neither side's experts had moved yet?

Was it really that they had not arrived?

They were merely still watching from the sidelines!

If she could not even understand this, how could she be worthy of being the Hall Master of the Emotionless Hall?

Big breasts, no brains... No, fake breasts, no breasts, and no brains.

Hun Bugui's silent cursing continued without end. Shi Xiu's expression turned ugly. Although she did not know what he was thinking, she knew it certainly was not anything nice.

She could still sense that malice brimming over.

"Three strikes and you're out. I've stopped you three times already. If you want to go throw your life away a fourth time, I'll stand here and watch you do it."

Hun Bugui sighed and spoke bluntly.

Shi Xiu was utterly baffled. She could see the situation here clearly enough. The Heavenly Dao Sect seemed to be setting up a formation as well. Was he really not going to stop them?

Hun Bugui looked at her as though she were an idiot and suddenly said, "Meng Zhuan died here."

What a guy. He said it with a straight face, without even blushing.

How could Meng Zhuan