Hong Fuxiu stared at the disheveled woman. Kou Ta quietly edged up beside her and sent a voice transmission: "Madam, beware of trickery!"
He had been staring at that woman just now not because of that glimpse of smooth, tender fullness she had exposed, but because he felt there was something abnormal about her.
In this dangerous, chaotic cave heaven, it was normal for someone to flee in a sorry state, and it was also normal for someone to be hunted down. But there was one thing very abnormal about this woman. She looked as if her clothes were in disorder, yet Kou Ta could still tell at a glance that her clothing had not been damaged by spells.
If it had been a spell, then it definitely would not have left her looking merely disheveled, but torn to pieces.
Moreover, this woman seemed to have somewhat chaotic qi, but in reality, she was not injured.
Since she was not injured, then why were her clothes in disarray? Could it be that when Immortal Cultivators fought, they tugged and pulled at each other, and only pulled at clothes?
Kou Ta and Hong Fuxiu were both experienced Immortal Cultivators. The husband and wife had once roamed the depths of the Wanhua Mountain Range, hovering on the edge of life and death countless times, so naturally they were not the sort of people who could be easily deceived.
Hong Fuxiu also saw the abnormality. Without a change in expression, she nodded and transmitted, "I'll keep an eye on her. You help Senior Yunxiao guard against those people!"
Hearing this, Kou Ta turned and looked towards the newcomers.
There were four of them. The leader was a stocky bald man. Deep purple burn scars covered the left side of his face, and he