"Xiao Meng, your big brother's here!" Ji Hao set off excitedly to find Meng Qi.
There was no danger in the eyes of a man looking for amusement. As a reincarnated powerful expert, what he feared was the will of Heaven. A few Exterior grandmasters could not hurt him.
Elsewhere, Meng Qi watched the clash between his master and the Weeping Elder. Gritting his teeth, he decided to leave. He could not help anyway, so he might as well stop being a burden.
His junior brother was at the inn under Jiuniang's protection. The sensible thing was to get out of here as quickly as possible.
He had just turned when his gaze froze and his pupils contracted sharply. On the street swept by wind and sand, a strange-looking man stood directly opposite him.
He wore a black robe like a sand bandit's. His hair was white, yet his face was young, as though he were in his twenties or thirties. The contrast was especially unnerving.
"An Guoxie..." Meng Qi murmured his name, without turning to run.
Turning his back and fleeing in this situation would merely expose a real opening and hand over the vital points on his back.
An Guoxie, the "White-Headed Vulture," was the Weeping Elder's grand-disciple, an expert with all nine apertures open, and thirty-sixth on the Human Ranking. Who knew how much stronger he was than the current, unequipped Xiao Meng? Apart from Demon Buddha Ananda and the Golden Emperor, the Unborn Mother, he was the one who had hurt Meng Qi most.
He was also Xiao Meng's first true enemy since entering the martial world!
An Guoxie had a thin, angular face, yet possessed a certain exotic handsomeness. A wicked smile curled at his lips as he teased, "My luck's pretty good. I ran