The Miniature Gourd hovered in the air, slowly turning until its mouth pointed at the Fake Taoist.
At that instant, the Fake Taoist was scared out of his wits.
What exactly was this terrifying thing before him?
Could someone tell him how that tiny kitten had suddenly become a... Tacet Discord class monster?
He was like a Taoist descending the mountain, only to run straight into the Demon Ancestor.
Who could have imagined that little Jinzhou harbored such hidden powerhouses?
"Fellow Daoist... I think there may be a slight misunderstanding between us..." the Fake Taoist said, his voice trembling as he struggled to keep it steady.
"A misunderstanding? Do I look like a misunderstanding to you?"
Ling An pointed, and Crimson Gold Flowing Flame condensed into a spear that shot forward.
Unlike the Fake Taoist, he had never practiced Taoist arts.
Making the Gourd hover was just for show.
The spear pierced the Fake Taoist's body in an instant and drove into the ground.
The Fake Taoist lowered his head numbly, staring at the gaping hole melted through his chest, and murmured:
"My life is over!"
Then he toppled straight to the ground.
Ling An snorted and put away his miniature Terminal.
Had the man really thought he could escape after crossing him?
He went over to Chixia and hurriedly untied her.
Thankfully, Chixia was unharmed. The girl was sleeping soundly.
The Fake Taoist's target had been him from the very beginning.
Ling An laid his palm on Chixia's forehead, and wisps of red hair fell across the back of his hand.
Ever since the Cat Disappearance Case, she had actually let down the hair she used to tie up above her forehead and had never tied it back up again.
Compared with before, she looked a little less childish