At these words, Brother Zhang was dumbfounded on the spot again. What nonsense was Luo Chunye suddenly spouting?
Although that Frost Swordsman Devil had indeed come for the Thousand Kings Holy Tower, he had also killed your master. And now you actually wanted to follow him? What did you mean, he was even more badass than the Thousand Kings Holy Son...
What the hell was all this?
But Brother Zhang was a smart man. After a moment of chaotic thoughts, he immediately reacted and thought of something. His eyes suddenly widened.
At that moment, Brother Zhang suddenly recalled Luo Chunye's drunken ramblings at the tavern, coupled with what the latter was saying now...
Suddenly, the four words Sikong Devil surfaced in his mind.
Luo Chunye continued staring hard at Brother Zhang and said, "If I'm not mistaken, he is Sikong Devil."
After a brief pause, Luo Chunye added, "Brother Zhang, join me? Let's follow him together and stand against the Thousand Kings Holy Tower."
Brother Zhang's mouth had already fallen open. For a moment, he still could not process it.
No matter how quick-witted he was, this still felt utterly inconceivable...
Even if he was Sikong Devil, he was still the murderer who had killed your master.
Yet Luo Chunye offered no further explanation. He lowered his head again, looking at his master, whose body was layered in frost. He had already confirmed that his master was not truly dead, because he had secretly communicated with his master's spirit shadow.
While Luo Chunye had been roaring and shouting just now, his consciousness had entered his master's spirit platform sea of consciousness.
His master's spirit shadow had told him that the Frost Swordsman was undoubtedly Sikong Devil. He truly had come to save him and the Ten Thousand Lands Sect. Killing